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Tag: writing
“Too much”, or “I need to focus”
I love to write. I love blogging. Yet there are challenges. Distributing my focus lowers my effectiveness. That troubles me. And yet, though each site has meaning to me. But each site has costs, economic and otherwise. Every time I focus on one, I can’t focus on another.
I haven’t had an objective, much less a strategy on any of my sites. I love to write poetry, about Seattle, about sustainability, geek culture, about so very much. Each site has value to me. I hate the idea of neglecting one at the expense of another. Yet I also hate writing substandard stuff. I prefer to be proud of what I put on the internet.
This time in history has so many choices; a blizzard of potentials and possibilities. And I hate letting go of those potentials. Any of them. Yet I know that must be done to achieve ANY of them. How does one choose which baby to let die?
Perhaps overly dramatic, but it captured the sentiment I’ve been struggling with.
My Writer’s Brain, Awake In The Dark
I want to sleep
I want to write
I want these two
To align in
Daylight
A Haiku On Design: The Poetry Of White Space
Kerning crafts beauty
The poetry of white space
Ink and paper play
The Perils Of Writing
This writer’s journey
Fraught with perils of the heart
Facing down my fear
As I write, my mind drags out random, destructive talk. The act of posting challenges sensations of inadequacy. Thus I post, refusing to let the destructive voices within me win.
Oh, Editing! A Haiku
First: unload my mind
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Simplicity: The Beauty of Haiku
Life is so complex
The beauty within haiku
Ah! Simplicity!
To seek greatness as a poet
I love poetry
I seek to achieve greatness
First: to define that
The more I study poetry, the more I see the idea of “greatness” is illusive. A slippery dream, laughing as l try to grab hold. I see that it’s a personal journey, connecting to my deepest within.
To seek greatness as a poet
I love poetry
I seek to achieve greatness
First: to define that
The more I study poetry, the more I see the idea of “greatness” is illusive. A slippery dream, laughing as l try to grab hold. I see that it’s a personal journey, connecting to my deepest within.
I love all this interest in manual typewriters
I find this new love
With manual typewriters
Deeply endearing