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SOFT PRESENCE


day 14… prompt from NaPoWriMo…   a ‘san san’ . a san san is a 7 line poem that repeats 3 different images and has a rhyme pattern that goes like this.  a,b,c,b,d,c,d.  New to me.  and here it goes.

nude sleeping

You are here in your soft presence.

Even in the angles and edges of you

There is comfort in how your curves find me

I settle in to the soft presence of what you do

Angles and edges are puzzle pieces that fit mine

Curves that silken what my touch sees

We become one of a magical kind

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Prompt, The Cruelest Month/s


Prompt from NaPoWriMo.net    The cruelest month.

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hurricaneSandy

Every month has a way of strapping on bad weather

that puts you over its’ knee and spanks you like a child.

Like it was you that did the wrong thing;

a smart ass remark about lightening,

you made a bad snowman,

you pluck a flower from a neighbor’s yard,

you peed in the community pool.

You were extra naughty and now a storm is brewing

Like a big ass one that’s going to dump as much

cruelty and destruction as it can all over your bad decisions.

Nature wins and don’t you forget that.

Mountains of snow fall, the spiral destruction of

a tornado that takes your town down,

The flood that takes away your bicycle

or maybe your little sister, or puppy.

Your car is upside down in a snow bank,

The earth cracked open and ate the road home.

And all you did was not recycle, or maybe

you threw your car trash out the window.

Heaven forbid you put the wrong thing

down the toilet and now…

Take the blame, take the punishment

that the high drifts of winter’s sharing,

or the deluge of Springs floods,

not to forget how those Summer months

burn and leave the cancer of it on your flesh,

And then the Autumn comes all spicy

and ready for harvest and damn if she/he

doesn’t forget to give back like you thought she would.

Harvest those weeds you naughty person.

Starve like you deserve.

Every month has its cruel giving because

we’re all stripping the Earth and taking

without giving back, and peeing in the water

we swim in or worse drink.

Cutting away forests, fracking the land,

Spreading out our waste in every corner

of the world cause we’re busy using resources up.

And you wonder why nature straps on a good

storm and spanks the bejesus outta us.

Cruelty?  I call it “Come on People, wake UP”

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I’m in…


Day 6, napowrimo

FIVE CARDS

Today I’m using a prompt  from my Creativity Coach teacher Jill Badonsky.  We have an on-line writers group.   This is Jill’s website.  It’s very cool.    www.themuseisin.com

The prompt is about repetition using these three/two words and to see where they go.  “I’m in…”

So, here I go..

 

I’m in like Flynn

I’m in cause I can’t help myself

I’m in cause I can’t help myself and there is nowhere else in the Universe I’d rather be.

I’m in cause I can’t help myself, and there is nowhere else in the Universe I’d rather be than here with this Flynn character that needs me to be here with him.  Tho’ I think Flynn is a girl.

I’m in cause sometimes you get followed or are followed by Flynn types that tickle you at your edges

till the compelling urge to step into Flynnisms is a must

I’m in for the possibility that Flynning around is exactly what is needed

I’m in this just deep enough to have to go in a little deeper to find my way through

I’m in cause I have decided that Flynn is the only way to go to get to the other side

I’m in when out was how I rolled before I met Flynn on the inside of out

I’m in these words for how  the Flynnish repetition of this whole madness has a hold on me and I must repeat till there is no more of it left in me to repeat.

I’m in for the ride and the loop d’loop of giving myself completely over to this Flynnishness that has created an over and under to my day.  I am not yet on my belly.

I’m in without the fear of being out because once in, you’re in like Flynn.

I’m in for the sake of Flynn at this point, not that this is in anyway a needy experience.

I’m in cause, like I said in the very beginning, “I can’t help myself.”

I’ve been Flynned and I accept that that makes me in no matter what.

 

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Full of Self in the repeat.


Prompt for today #4… Self trust: curiosity that leads to making the channel open to receive, to listen deep, to pay attention to your own creative voice and process.  To move with spaciousness that allows it all to come together in the journey of being Full Of Self.

 

Being Full of Self is not that selfish kind of negative thinking  that comes from a lack of worth, low self esteem, and the feeling that you aren’t enough as you are.

Being Full-of-Self holds and honors the fullness of your heart, and spirit to All that you can be, All that is the components of the wonder that is you, in the ever present Universe of creation unfolding as it always will.  You unfolding as you will, and as you allow that creative force to move with and through you, you find the joy and pleasure of seeing/feeling the moments of living as a caress to your soul.

hair as milky way“There was a little girl who had a little curl, right in the middle of her forehead.  And when she was good, she was very very good.”…  And when she was bad she was perfect..

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The re-peat.  Saying it from the “I”.   Letting ‘the preach’ be felt within me. Can you feel the difference?

Being Full of Self is not that selfish kind of negative thinking that comes from a lack of worth, and low self esteem, and the feeling that I AM not enough as I am.

Being Full of Self holds, and honor the fullness of MY heart, and spirit to All that I can be, To All that is the components of the wonder of Me, in the ever present Universe of creation unfolding as it always will.  I am unfolding as I will, as I allow that creative force to move with and through me, I find the joy and pleasure of seeing/feeling the moment of living as a caress to MY soul.

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