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This Summer, I am going to push myself into entering a number of awards and trying to get my peculiar talent-set noticed on a wider stage. Despite what some might think, this isn’t about building a massive multi-media empire. That’s the easy part: what is harder for me is the recognition that a fifty-summat writer can be considered as a neophyte, and that there is so much to learn as yet undiscovered.

Therefore, these things matter, and I’ll be pushing to produce/showcase my best work for inclusion to the following:


Penguin Write Now (Novel) (second attempt!) :: Entries close July 9th.

Poetry School (Mentoring) :: Entries close July 22nd

The Woman’s Poet Prize (Mentoring) :: Entries close July 23rd

Aesthetica Magazine (Poetry and Short Story) :: Entries close August 31st

The Poetry Society :: Entries close October 31st


Undoubtedly there are more, but for now this is my limit in terms of ability and real life.

Let’s be honest here, I’m a realist after all. Knowing how many people, with considerably more ability and experience enter these things, being realistic as to my chances is as important as presenting the best output possible. There’ll be no spamming of timelines or incessant banging on about how excited it is waiting for the outcomes. If my work is good enough, then someone will eventually take notice.

That’s the mindset that keeps the whole process moving forward to begin with.

It’s a Small World

Today, we start a daily endeavour for the next week, which may well be extended as time goes on, depending on reception. I’m using every character of the 280 word Twitter limit to tell tiny stories about technology, and how it might alter our lives as time goes on. I’ll then be adding all the tweets (and the tales) to this thread so that when the week is done, you have a record of them all.

Without further ado, let’s begin:

Poetry Archive :: Connected

Considering the amount of time I spend in the Virtual World, there really pught to be more written about it from a poetic standpoint. Consider this notice that’s going to happen, and that there’s a tenable connection between life and data.

Again, another one for the ‘very happy how it turned out’ pile.


Connected

Your head’s in the Cloud,
Virtual resonance moves;
Desires anthesis.

Sensuality,
Neurons intertwine: perfect
Synergy commenced.

Together, upload
Combined want: arousal sparks
Joint start-up sequence.

Data conjoining,
Interfaces touch: buffered
Downloads intermix.

New programme written,
Connecting: past and present,
Our aggregation.


 

Poetry Archive :: Disconnected

Amazingly, this has worked far better than I’d initially expected. In fact, this is something I’m very proud of. It’s also ended up as incredibly personal.

Funny how that happens sometimes.


Disconnected

Palpable loss, surrounding
Remains of this broken brain:
Was deconstruction worthwhile?
Unplugged, life disconnected.

Corpse of worthwhile anguish, strewn:
Crime scene sectioned off, weapon
Bloodied yet unbowed. Escape
Impossible; arrested.

Considering our failures,
Largely worthless exercise:
Run instead past this roadblock
Fleeing pointless metaphor.

Command, unconnected bursts
Randomly piled. Makes no sense
Yet begins transformation,
Create order in chaos.

From disassociation,
Confused, frightening signals
Finally, things get better:
Simplicity emerging.


Poetry Archive :: Inevitability

It appeared there was one more week of rhymes that had been overlooked, but this is everything now. I’m also scheduling this several days earlier than normal, which is hopefully now going to stick as habit. However, neither of these things matters as much as the content of this poem. This is the first of a series, marking a significant milestone in my personal life. It is tagged as such for search purposes going forward, and as poetry will be (in part) the means by which a story is told.

Sometimes, there needs to be courage to admit your failings.


Inevitability

The moment when
A light-bulb glows:
There’s no escape,
Consciousness knows.

The time has come
Choice must be made:
Relax, accept
Don’t be afraid.

The action next
May well depend:
Around belief
How things will end.

The trust in self
Beyond reproach:
With rest of world
This subject, broach.

The firm belief
You’re just not whole:
Diagnosis
Becomes the goal.


 

Get a Job

It is almost time to unleash the latest of our monthly themes upon you, but part of my brain is all to well aware that there’s previous work to catch up on too. It doesn’t help that this week is kids’ Half Term, and therefore all normal pretensions of organisation get summarily kicked out of touch. NO MATTER. There are plans afoot to spread it all out across next week, which should have some free time locked within it.

This is also the moment where I announce formally that I’ll be taking August off from posting via the blog, but using the time to showcase the best of the previous thirty week’s worth of poetry. As there’s will have been sixty Haiku and Micropoems published during that period, it seems the ideal moment to allow me a bit of breathing space and the ability to showcase how my poetry has evolved since the start of the year.

Strong (1)

There’s FIVE Poetry, Short story and Fiction prizes currently on radar I feel are worth entering: there’s likely to be space for at least one more as time goes on. These require inserting into the game plan: two will be written whilst I’m on sabbatical, the other have to find a place my workload before. I may yet pre-programme a month’s worth of music and video in August too, but that will all depend on how things go in terms of bike rides and exercise.

The next couple of weeks are going to end up being crucial.

Poetry Archive :: Transformation

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Transformation

Make me something more:
Not pale version of her,
Life held before.
Instead, allow moments
Chance to erase;
Complete, differing start.

Create vision fresh:
Vital reinvention,
Born though feeling.
Form new relationship,
Strong foundations;
Brilliant structures.

Once established, give
Nurture plus compassion:
Care so worthwhile.
Us, indestructible;
Future-proofed love,
Embracing present.

These aspirations
Defining precious whole,
Building future.
Destination fixing
Current aspects;
Our explanation.

Together, beating
Pulses synchronising;
This body, whole.
Emotions come to rest,
Transformation:
Passion, transcending.