Monday, March 21, 2022
DAP Poetry Mondays: #CorpLife
Friday, February 25, 2022
DAP my characters: Kenji
Monday, February 14, 2022
Monday poem -2-7-22
A vase shattered
In the smallest pieces.
Years of humble cracks
Withstanding the torments of tempests.
But now,
With nothing but a baby's breath,
The vase shattered.
Small pieces of painted daisies,
Scattered.
Only to find,
It isn't hollow
But,
Terraformed steel.
Tuesday, February 1, 2022
A DAP new year
Monday, January 24, 2022
DAP-Poetry Mondays
A
haiku is often a three line poem that consists of a phrase and a fragment where
two of the lines comprise the phrase and the other line is the fragment. The fragment is either in the first or third
lines.
Haiku are written in 17 syllables or less - preferably less according to the many online reputable sites. Haiku in English work the best around 10 to 12 syllables, otherwise they can become too wordy and this can cloud the image.
These days a haiku captures one or two moments by using clear and vivid images...roses evoke spring, fallen leaves relate to autumn, etc. The poets go outdoors and observe their surroundings; they write down images to capture a succinct scene. A reader should be able to read the haiku and "see" the images from the words. It's challenging. Basically a haiku is an unfinished poem - the readers interpret what it means by putting the images together.
On
September 15, 2013, I uploaded to poemhunter my first poem. I was (and still
am) proud of it.
Fingers like lighting
Now, typing insatiably
The printer vomits
Now this is my new poem for 1-24-2022
Seeking,
22 windows
The
median in a house
Filled with our sunshine
I
haven’t decided if I want to make this a podcast as yet. I really need to work
on my video editing skills, so my poem exercises may come in handy.
Thursday, January 20, 2022
Wednesday, November 24, 2021
KNOW WHEN TO HOLD 'EM: When to drop an idea or to start again.
Fly
on the wall? In the writing room with the Brother's Grimm. All those years of
research and then having to look at it all and put it into a body of work that
has stood the test of time. Now it's my turn and I had to do something today,
that I am getting tired of doing... Scrapping work that no longer matches the
research. Ahhhhhh!
The
next thing you know, you're going through the five stages of grief with your
written pages.
Denial.
"No! No! Not today!"
Anger.
"Pleeese don't tell me that I spent all that damn time with this sheeeet!
F dat!"
Bargaining.
"I can make this work! It's not all down the drain! Surely I can use this
paragraph somewhere else."
Depression.
"I'm never going to finish this. Looks like I'll die with the music still
inside me."
Acceptance. "Look, gul, you've chosen to do this. Future you is never going to forgive you for giving up and you know what a pill you can be."
So, I add my complaint to the mountain of others when I say... "Writing is hard, yo!"
The
concept is easy enough;
1. Get
an idea. (I have tons of those!)
2. Vomit on the page. Forget about editing and get it all down. (This is my Achilles' heel. I keep editing or checking research)
3. Re-read and craft sentences.
4. Re-read and Edit.
Getting
it all down it a more difficult than it sounds in my current project. There are
16 stories and just when I think that the tales are solid, WHAM! A YouTube
video goes... SIKE! However, I am happy to report that I've got the outline...
this time. No, really... It's ALL WORKED OUT! Umm, at least, I think so.
