Like many people, I wrote poetry when I was a teenager; pages and pages of torment and angst!
Then I grew up and stopped writing poems. I’m not sure why. Maybe I ran out of angst :-)
But recently, little poems have been coming to me. I say ‘poems’; they’re more like mini affirmations really. And I say ‘coming to me’ because they arrive fully formed. Mainly because they’re only 3-4 lines long.
No matter, the point is, the arrive from somewhere (The Great Unknown) and they slip into my brain with ZERO resistance.
Which is a rather lovely thing.
The poems are zapped into me when I am doing nothing much at all – sitting in bed with a cup of tea, going for a walk, or having a shower. Which tells me two things:
1) ‘doing nothing’ deepens our connection to The Great Unknown
2) I need to ‘do nothing’ more often (the showering’s a given, but more gaps and space and daydreaming in my life would probably be a good thing)
Here are 3 mini poems/affirmations for you.
A poem for misfits (who will understand)…
A poem for writers…
A poem about creative flow…
3 thoughts on “Poetry and the great unknown”
These little poems/affirmations would make a good little book. How wonderful to create a book by doing nothing. You’re on to something. I like the fat raindrops poem. That’s clever. Was that one that came to you in the shower? Xx
Thanks Phil, a little book would be lovely (if enough poems ‘zap’ into my brain in the next few months/years)! Yes, the fat raindrops one came to me when I was in the shower. I think it’s my favourite of the 3 xx
They’re great and I love how you describe how the poems arrive
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