No Foolin'
Apr. 1st, 2011 07:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
howeverbriefAh, April. Welcome to the month where I try to post a poem every day. That's why I mentioned it was a little early to be posting poetry a few entries ago, but no matter. Anyway, I can't promise they'll be good or that I'll be able to keep up with it given my schedule, but it's an interesting exercise I've enjoyed doing the last few years, so I'd like to continue on.
I find I've been writing really short poems for a while now. I have a lot of lines that pop into my head while thinking about other things, and once in a while, they'll lend themselves to haiku form (or something close to it). I used to feel like I had to hold onto these lines until I had a longer poem in which to showcase them because I thought short poems were a waste of time, but I found that kind of thinking would either lead me to force myself to write something longer (resulting in a really uneven poem where only various parts worked while the rest was terrible) or I'd never get around to it and forget the idea altogether. I don't know if writing these really short missives solves that conundrum or simply salves my ego since I haven't been able to get myself to put in the same kind of effort I used to, but it's something. So it goes. Still, given all that, I do have another longer poem I wrote a while back that I might post later on after I've edited it a bit. It mostly depends on if I can muster the energy to do anything of worth tonight. We'll see.
Falafel, cook faster, why don't you? I guess it's time for drinking a beer, enjoying the cross-breeze, and trying not to pass out from sheer joy at not having to work tomorrow (or, you know, the tiredness). Sweet.
Oh, and the poems I wrote at work earlier (which are kind of variations of each other, but whatever):
"Exodus"
No matter how my heart breaks
the thing I miss the most
is why I stay away
"Untitled"
you can't sit back and
wonder how to make love stay--
you throw it away
EDIT: Also, this. Relationships!
I find I've been writing really short poems for a while now. I have a lot of lines that pop into my head while thinking about other things, and once in a while, they'll lend themselves to haiku form (or something close to it). I used to feel like I had to hold onto these lines until I had a longer poem in which to showcase them because I thought short poems were a waste of time, but I found that kind of thinking would either lead me to force myself to write something longer (resulting in a really uneven poem where only various parts worked while the rest was terrible) or I'd never get around to it and forget the idea altogether. I don't know if writing these really short missives solves that conundrum or simply salves my ego since I haven't been able to get myself to put in the same kind of effort I used to, but it's something. So it goes. Still, given all that, I do have another longer poem I wrote a while back that I might post later on after I've edited it a bit. It mostly depends on if I can muster the energy to do anything of worth tonight. We'll see.
Falafel, cook faster, why don't you? I guess it's time for drinking a beer, enjoying the cross-breeze, and trying not to pass out from sheer joy at not having to work tomorrow (or, you know, the tiredness). Sweet.
Oh, and the poems I wrote at work earlier (which are kind of variations of each other, but whatever):
"Exodus"
No matter how my heart breaks
the thing I miss the most
is why I stay away
"Untitled"
you can't sit back and
wonder how to make love stay--
you throw it away
EDIT: Also, this. Relationships!
