Pre natal Poetry ?

[blue_angel]

You describe that so well, I resonate with everything you are saying. I just don't know how to get back there again. Or how to invite it to come to me. Even after I posted, I went back and read my poem, and its a feeling like "how did I do this, where did this come from?" So from the beginning, Trojan started the thread and from reading her thoughts and then the other poems, I got a small feeling, almost like a rose bud waiting to blossom or a seed waiting to sprout.

After I decided I would like to try this, I had no
idea how to begin, the feeling of a blockage.
Then my mind wondered to my mom, before
all of the hurt, how beautiful, good natured,
innocent she was, Just visualizing her young
face and soft hair, her delicacy. Imagining how
she must've felt, how I would've felt for her as
a soul without yet a body, looking in. Then the
story began to unfold. I hadn't started writing
yet, then it was like magic, as if someone else
was writing. Sometimes the words rhymed
without my help. Like a flow, current. Other
times I edited, making sure it had the same
meaning, but finding the right word, one that
would rhyme with another. The times that it flowed without needing correction, I would cry. It was poring out of me. I don't know if that sounds crazy. But it was as if it started at my heart and then came from somewhere beyond.

After I wrote, I realized this was not focused on the topic. "Before conception". It started
there but it couldn't end there. I thought well,
it'll have to be ok. It will have to do, because
this is how it wanted to be.

I just don't know how I would get there again. What do you do? Do you think of a topic? Then wait until you feel something, until it takes over? Or can you just be sitting there and it just comes out? If I think of a topic, it feels like I experience instant blockage. No words. Screeching to a hault, as if right before a train
wreck, without even having started the engine
lol. Like when your starter goes out and you
turn the key over but all it does is make a
funny little Ja Ja Ja sound and then, nothing.

Maybe it was because I had so much passion? Deep feelings behind the topic?Maybe because I've searched for healing and understanding? And like a piece to a puzzle this was given to me as a one time gift? Or maybe your poem was really a spell and it worked! I haven't had something like this come to me before. My mother and grandmother were very artistic with their hands. They could create art. Create beauty. It just came to them, and then the work would flow. I fix stuff. Sometimes I have to be creative, but not really, just logical. . Or I cook, I can be creative when I cook. I organize,
I can be creative with cleaning and organizing. I
am not sure how to write another poem and
tap into a creativity. Nothing comes.

 

[Trojina]

I've found for me it makes a difference that I'm in a group and I've been given a specific thing to write....I wouldn't have written my poem if the guy taking the writing group hadn't given it to us as 'homework'. I love getting different assignments each week...it's an adventure.



Is it the same for music or painting or any kind of art work ? Sometimes one might get inspired when alone ....but often don't we need others as catalysts or sounding boards.....or just playmates.. ? Or maybe sometimes we need a framework or direction or different ideas.



I don't know what hexagram or line might exemplify this ?

 

[sooo]

I'd say it begins with h31 - to woo the bird to you. Being part of a group can be a part of the wooing process for some, but so can being alone in an emptiness. 16 is most frequently associated with creative acts and rightly so, but usually it takes some wooing to draw the elements together, and those elements aren't always thunder over the earth. Emotions may include elements of 58 - joy and melancholy. The emotions of the young daughter don't have to be reasonable, she has a license to be irrational, just as the abysmal has a license to be edgy, or like the wind has a license to penetrate, or the mountain a license to be still, like fire to be passionate.

And I wouldn't concern myself too much with rhyming, unless, like Trojan's request for a limerick, or a rap lyric calls for it. Sometimes I think in rhymes and have a hard stop time stopping, haha! The rhymes don't have to be especially in an expected or perfect order, in fact that can sound too mechanical and unnatural. The unexpected is what nourishes, according to h5.

A little comment from Wilhelm 31: "Finally, where the moods of his own heart are concerned, he should never ignore the possibility of inhibition, for this is the basis of human freedom."

You start by picking up a pen or starting to type, TRUSTING that the words will come. Without that initial trusting, it's a struggle and too much effort. One is defeated before they even begin. Start writing and the words will just be there. That's the kind of trust one must have to write without inhibition. That's the real stuff. You can always go back and refine later, but not too much lest the spirit become lost in concern over correctness.

 

[blue_angel]

Thank you Trojan. I think that's what it is for me. I need a source of inspiration and a group for ideas, ect. I don't feel like its something that comes natural for me. If that makes sense.

 

[blue_angel]

Oh gosh, crossed posts with Sooo, should've waited, some how I knew you would be answering. I will give it a go. I haven't a clue what to write about, but I'll pick up the pen and you'll know I was able to trust when a new thread is started.

 

[anemos]

I wouldn't even know how to begin or what to write about.

hm, that sounds like a theme for a poem ...or painting. Very hex 3

you got some great answer to that. I'll only add that when the voices inside me say you can't do it there is that voice that asks "why not ? "

was thinking of you yesterday and looking at some Art ( ) of mine to post/give you a present. Couldn't decide from the three I wanted so I said i'll wait a bit so the right one would pop out. but now another one popped out .

background story: on a cheap paper was playing with my new brushes and ink, just to get the feel of them, as an instructor recommended.

 

[blue_angel]

Wow Anemos!!! Thank you That's wonderful!! I'm not sure why, but when I look at it, there's a feel of Power and Beauty behind it. Yet, you were just playing with your brushes and ink. Yet again, it turned out a masterpiece for me

 

[anemos]

till next week's assignment Trojan will post , there are many site that give prompts for writing.
here is one i used to participate and if you check the posters and their blogs, you might find other sites too.

thinking of writing another poem using the pre-natal condition plus a prompt from that site. Will shall see.

 

[Trojina]

Well my assignment this week is to make a 'still life', like a still life painting, out of words. with any three objects that were around me from childhood up until 20 years old or so. No more than 350 words.

No back story, no explanations or anything else is required other than a description of these 3 objects as a still life painting or arrangement.

Trying to pick the 3 objects is quite hard. Picking them and then making a still life in words from them without any back story or connections or feelings will also be an unusual way for me to write. Haven't started yet, still considering my objects.


I had better not share any more assignments at the moment as it wouldn't feel fair on the guy who runs the group....not sure why just a feeling.....and besides I can't set assignments each week

Then it would be "Trojan's Writing Corner"....but I'm sure others can think of lots of things.

I'm not sure of the purpose of the assignment this week...other than I feel I'd have to excersize a huge amount of discipline not to bring in back story, associations, feelings and so on. Presumably that's an exersize in itself.

However it's interesting Maria linked to an assignment involving 3 words and my assignment is with 3 objects.


Blue Angel it must be a 3 week.

 

[anemos]

I took an automatic writing course in the past and the assignments were usually lie the one you describe - the three things. The prompts were chosen by the instructors and the feeling was very 47- confined by the "rules" ; that was the trick tho- like 47: when you don't have space to move around you dig deeper. Besides the words/phrases etc another rule : one page -one hour- no corrections. We were allowed to correct only spelling and maybe a couple of words but no more.

 

[blue_angel]

I haven't been feeling well the last 4 days, so I stepped away. However, 2 female ducks, and 1 male have been flying on top of my roof for this entire week. So, it must indeed be a 3 week. For some reason when I read your "it must be a 3 week" the first thought that came to mind was those 3 ducks. Confined writing does sound a bit difficult. I would enjoy "Trojans writing corner" I think when I am feeling better, I will give both of your suggestions a try. 3 word and 3 objects. I'll share what I come up with, I hope you will too.

 

[anemos]

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3 'objects'; Female ducks 2- Male ducks 1;still life , etc etc etc.

 

[anemos]

I haven't been feeling well the last 4 days, so I stepped away.

get well soon Your ducks, along with this weeks assignment ( ) are responsible for this poem.... oh and Monday's highway ride .

 

[anemos]

duck

prompt : ducks

 

[Trojina]

I am going to start a new thread for writing games


I have an idea for 'last lines' but it may not work.

Nevertheless we have to keep Blue Angel on the ball.

 

[anemos]

I am going to start a new thread for writing games


I have an idea for 'last lines' but it may not work.

Nevertheless we have to keep Blue Angel on the ball.

great !! just saw it !

i try to remember a game than when we did it it class great stories were written. I can't recall some important points but will write what i remember in case someone knows it and can help

the story is you write a list of 8 items you will take with you knowing you are going to move to a desert island

so
1. a list of 8 items
2. you create 4 pairs. and for each pair you write a word that connects ( in any way you feel) those two word.. so we have 4 new words now

3... missing info. Something like you write down the name of the person comes in mind first Then from the new 4 words you create a pair and write next to it another word. Now we have 2 new words.


4. ( missing info) + the same .i.e from the two words you write down a new one that again 'connects' them.

the words from the steps 3 and 4 become the prompts words - the missing info acts like a priming , as it turns out, and the last word express the main concern of a person the specific period of time.

not sure , but if recall correct its an exercise Andre Breton used ( for automatic writing)

 

[blue_angel]

"We have to keep blue angel on the ball" and immediately an image pops in my mind of me balancing on a colorful, small, ball. Like a circus clown. Very clumsy, tilting from side to side. Ball rolling around, feet trying to keep up.
Oh gosh, I must have, fallen off the ball and lost my marbles. I love you guys. You are all awesome.

 

[blue_angel]

I really love those two poems Anemos, the first gives me inspiration, like a small ray of light. The second, duck tape, touches a soft part in my heart. Stirring up hope. Here comes the spring.