Poetry Archive :: Flower

Needing the means to inspire myself this week, this was my solution.


Flower

No longer dormant:
Stand tall, and flower: transform
This sad existence.

Plunge strong roots, deeper
To fuel change: metamorphose
Brilliant, redefined.

The new beginning
Substance of desire: moving
Forward to future.

This does not frighten,
Motivation: push onward,
Fresh bloom emerges.

Under burst of sun,
Egress whole: our happening
Apex of freshness.


Believe

On April 14th, the @InternetofWords Twitter feed is a year old. When I started this project, there was the belief writing could be successfully funded long-term, and that would probably have remained the case were it not for the fees issue that made me pull the project in December. Four months on from that, I’m grateful for a chance to sit back from obligation. Without the shift in emphasis, my novel would never have been finished, because a continuous sense of being beholden to patrons would have put that work ahead of personal desire. I still want to find a means to make money long-term that includes the processes that are being developed here, but what matters more right now is evolution.

The creation of my Patreon was done with the best of intentions but ultimately ended up stifling creativity. Part of the issue was not knowing exactly what it was I enjoyed doing, and not having enough of a portfolio of work to back up those assertions. This year, therefore, has become an exercise in building foundations, via the website and on Social media. Slowly but surely a body of work will emerge that reflects this personal journey, development along lines that I am able to dictate and command as an artist. Once that groundwork is in place, it will be time to look again at sustainable funding.

There Was No Glory

By far the biggest success story in all of this has been the development of my poetry, and if all goes well, I intend to crowdfund a project at the end of the year to translate both haiku and micropoetry into book format. Assuming that all goes well, we’ll look at other ways to maintain the momentum. Right now, they are all baby steps, but once we hit the one year Anniversary of the IoW in June? The only way is forwards and upwards.

I look forward to expanding Outlooks and Universes for many years to come.

Poetry Archive :: Not Good Enough

Artists are very good at mentally beating themselves up. It comes, I think as part of the territory. In order to be a success, there’s a measure of self-loathing and that constant niggle, at the back of your head, that maybe you’re just not good enough.

This won’t be the last time we touch on this subject.


Not Good Enough

A disappointment,
Head shakes, sadly: at what point
Did this all break down?

You have failed to grasp
Inherent issue: sometimes
Life is not simple.

The judge and jury,
Sit, pronouncing: this outlook
Hardly sufficient.

Everything I tried,
Effort expended: sadly
Fate remains unchanged.

Understanding now
It doesn’t matter: outcome
Never good enough.


Poetry Archive :: Imperfect

The last week’s been tough, I’m not gonna lie. I’ve found out a lot about myself, and not all of it has been good. In an attempt to learn how to communicate better, a lot of shortcomings have been identified. Yet again, as we go back to the start of a month and a new set of projects, comes the realisation that habit is okay. I’m getting better at organising, but that in turn shows up more imperfections in the planning.

This week’s poetry, therefore, reflects an almost perennial struggle to improve the process, both personal and professional. This poem’s also been slightly edited between first publication and here.


Imperfect

However hard I try,
There is no escaping.
Countless faults and foibles:
Embedded in shaping
The person within,
Find space to begin.

All that is seen, these holes
Counted imperfections:
How conflict forged my soul.
Sadness, recollections;
Move past times I failed
Shortcomings exhaled.

In the darkest of days
It would be so simple:
Ignoring my failings
Those dreadful examples.
Of me at my worst:
Pained, selfish outbursts.

As this new morning dawns
Renewed optimism:
At the journey ahead,
Time for heroism.
Put doubt to one side;
No need now to hide.

Grasping all of the tasks,
With belief as a guide:
It is time to evolve,
Go along for the ride.
Whatever may come
I’ll cope, ‘til it’s done.


Experimental :: Dawn

 

Dawn

Smudge of light
Motes tumble, reflected
Early brilliance in slow motion.
Breath of warmth
Dawn’s opening move;
Announcing fresh morning.
Hint of life,
Early pigeon’s call
First visitor arrives, prepared.
These building blocks
Composition new, each day
Construction of what is to come.


Poetry Archive :: Enjoy the View

Normally, I’d offer a pithy insight to this week’s work, but if you’ve been reading my personal blog you’ll know it’s been a tough ask to make it to Sunday. The poetry this week reflects that, and so I’ll simply present it as-is. This work has been edited between being first posted and subsequently archived here.


Enjoy the View

Too often humans will forget the point,
Whilst chasing enlightenment to anoint:
Remove divinity others pursue,
Stop stressing your lives and enjoy the view.

Repeat mantra ‘it’s not all about you’
Reminds inescapable facts so true:
Some might find it easier to blank out,
Improving existence, what life’s about.

Gurus and shysters will try and convince
Diets and cleanses make mind, body wince:
None of these extras is needed to see
Honest direction to head, and be free.

Don’t listen to those who clearly won’t care
Obsessed with image, barely self-aware:
Large corporations that try to deceive
Promising all to faithful who believe.

When all’s said and done, be real with yourself,
Doubts and preconceptions left on the shelf:
Only one concept need remain as true;
Be decent and fair, enjoying the view.


 

Wondrous Stories

I only realised quite late in the week that I’ve not given any indication of what you can expect via Social media for April. The removal of Facebook and Instagram from my equation is still requiring a bit of work, and there’ll be some additions to the website as result starting on Monday. However, let us not look upon the negatives and concentrate on what is Coming Soon (TM)

#LookCloser#MoreFoolYou

For our #Narrating2018 and #Soundtracking2018, there’s a bit of a diversification of interest: 30 days of details (including the very small and extremely large) and a month of Comedy Songs because frankly there is not enough laughter in the World currently. We’re calling this Short Story Month because once the novel’s done, I’ll want a few weeks to let it rest before going back for a second, concerted edit. Therefore, there’ll be a couple of short stories started for a contest later in the year, alongside one for publication here AND the monthly Twitter story.

THRILLER

A woman goes to a Wiccan Faire in her local Sports Centre and askes an odd request of a seller she finds within… You can expect part one on April Fool’s Day, which in a rather odd clash of interests also takes place on Easter Sunday. There’ll be the normal selection of weekly poetry too, plus possibly some extras to boot.

Now, let’s get started on organising those images from Instagram…