scour the world
for metaphor
The greatest inspiration
is a life well lived.
If your home is where your heart is, go to it.
The place you love most will surely inspire.
Perhaps, you carry it with you
the singular beating
source of your every emotion.
Cast outward to the world
She will show you the well loved
colors of painters gone before.
Whatever you are
searching for, continue:
the blank page is waiting.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Forcing Words
leaping out
of mouth
before they even form,
these words I extract
from some crevice of my brain
that creaks from misuse.
creativity manufactured
is particularly uninspired.
put away the pen,
shred the evidence
You cannot force my words.
of mouth
before they even form,
these words I extract
from some crevice of my brain
that creaks from misuse.
creativity manufactured
is particularly uninspired.
put away the pen,
shred the evidence
You cannot force my words.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Stay Away
One thing, simple request.
Easy enough, if you actually put your mind to it.
We boxed it up, and left it.
I actually ran, pushing off just to get further.
There it remained, forbidden and dark.
Until today, I thought it was completely out of my path.
And then I tripped, and looking down, there it was:
the very thing I ran from.
I have a sneaky suspicion you brought it there.
Is that an accusation?
Perhaps.
All I asked for was no interference.
Easy enough, if you actually put your mind to it.
We boxed it up, and left it.
I actually ran, pushing off just to get further.
There it remained, forbidden and dark.
Until today, I thought it was completely out of my path.
And then I tripped, and looking down, there it was:
the very thing I ran from.
I have a sneaky suspicion you brought it there.
Is that an accusation?
Perhaps.
All I asked for was no interference.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Metaphorically Speaking
My dad has a saying that sounds kinda simple, but is actually a really great life policy if you think about it:
He always says, "It doesn't hurt to submit an application."
Especially during the time when I was looking for a job, or when I was applying for college this made literal sense, though it works metaphorically speaking as well. Now, I think about it in a figurative sense, and to put it even simpler, it relays the old adage that it never hurt to try.
So lately, I have been applying for a couple jobs. It was difficult for me to fill out that first application and submit it. I didn't think there was any chance I would be the chosen applicant, never mind getting an interview. There was even a possibility that the position had already been filled. But then I realized, I don't want to have any regrets, I don't want to miss out on something great just because it was also difficult. So I have been putting myself out there, so to speak. And maybe its true that it doesn't hurt to try, it does get tiring, but the amount of harm done outweighs the possibility for reward. I still don't regret submitting those applications even though I didn't even get a call back after the interview.
I put my best foot forward, and I am proud of that. When you submit a job application you don't leave out the fact that you have a college degree or hide your best skill. You have to flaunt your strengths and downplay your weaknesses so that you always appear to the best advantage. So I put it all out there, and if that makes it so its just a little more difficult to choose between me and the competition, I am perfectly satisfied with that.
He always says, "It doesn't hurt to submit an application."
Especially during the time when I was looking for a job, or when I was applying for college this made literal sense, though it works metaphorically speaking as well. Now, I think about it in a figurative sense, and to put it even simpler, it relays the old adage that it never hurt to try.
So lately, I have been applying for a couple jobs. It was difficult for me to fill out that first application and submit it. I didn't think there was any chance I would be the chosen applicant, never mind getting an interview. There was even a possibility that the position had already been filled. But then I realized, I don't want to have any regrets, I don't want to miss out on something great just because it was also difficult. So I have been putting myself out there, so to speak. And maybe its true that it doesn't hurt to try, it does get tiring, but the amount of harm done outweighs the possibility for reward. I still don't regret submitting those applications even though I didn't even get a call back after the interview.
I put my best foot forward, and I am proud of that. When you submit a job application you don't leave out the fact that you have a college degree or hide your best skill. You have to flaunt your strengths and downplay your weaknesses so that you always appear to the best advantage. So I put it all out there, and if that makes it so its just a little more difficult to choose between me and the competition, I am perfectly satisfied with that.
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Interference
wake up late
rise slowly
and step to
solid ground
grey carpets, piles of clothes.
no more--luxury linens or peeled grapes.
you, with your soft gaze
and earnest touch,
only permitted
in Neverland.
Presently, a slim chance,
all a very unlikely probability,
defying every risk assessment--
exists, just barely.
Possibility.
The ultimate hopeful word,
and the seizing of it leads
to a much worse outcome:
Disappointment.
You tell me which it will be.
Truth is: you never left my
unconscious thought.
Sneaking into dreams
and drifting mind days.
I want to say--
so much.
But I swallow the words,
pushing you back to illusion
and clinging to the inevitability
of disappointment.
All I ask is that you let it sink in.
No more interference.
rise slowly
and step to
solid ground
grey carpets, piles of clothes.
no more--luxury linens or peeled grapes.
you, with your soft gaze
and earnest touch,
only permitted
in Neverland.
Presently, a slim chance,
all a very unlikely probability,
defying every risk assessment--
exists, just barely.
Possibility.
The ultimate hopeful word,
and the seizing of it leads
to a much worse outcome:
Disappointment.
You tell me which it will be.
Truth is: you never left my
unconscious thought.
Sneaking into dreams
and drifting mind days.
I want to say--
so much.
But I swallow the words,
pushing you back to illusion
and clinging to the inevitability
of disappointment.
All I ask is that you let it sink in.
No more interference.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
The Resource of Creativity
All great artists draw from the same resource: the human heart, which tells us we are all more alike than we are unalike.
-Maya Angelou
I have certainly noticed for myself that as my heart becomes more involved in the way that I am living, I become more inspired to write. Write and write, and pour everything about my experience onto the page. And if I have no experiences, than I have nothing to write about.
The best teacher is experience. I have certainly had plenty of experiences in the last year. Sometimes people talk about how thankful they are for their struggles, and how they have learned so much, and how the suffering they have experienced is really for the better, and honestly, I kinda get annoyed by those people. With that said, I promise I am not becoming one of those people. But it is true that a lot can be learned through experience. It's the primary reason my grandmother is wiser than me.
So I guess the bottom line is: Don't ever stop living life to the fullest. Because when you do live life with your whole heart, you will be inspired, and you will have a greater potential to connect with others, since our struggles are what connect us.
-Maya Angelou
I have certainly noticed for myself that as my heart becomes more involved in the way that I am living, I become more inspired to write. Write and write, and pour everything about my experience onto the page. And if I have no experiences, than I have nothing to write about.
The best teacher is experience. I have certainly had plenty of experiences in the last year. Sometimes people talk about how thankful they are for their struggles, and how they have learned so much, and how the suffering they have experienced is really for the better, and honestly, I kinda get annoyed by those people. With that said, I promise I am not becoming one of those people. But it is true that a lot can be learned through experience. It's the primary reason my grandmother is wiser than me.
So I guess the bottom line is: Don't ever stop living life to the fullest. Because when you do live life with your whole heart, you will be inspired, and you will have a greater potential to connect with others, since our struggles are what connect us.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Onward and Upward
dove flutters in my chest,
shed the deep slumber
and wake to joy
every moment
a renewed chance
for gratitude,
the priorities of my heart
shining through
as steps onward,
upward
are taken, at last.
At last:
peace.
There are no rest stops
on the road of life,
but this I carry with me:
Peace be unto you.
And also with you.
This morning, I woke up happy. It's almost silly that I would be grateful for such a simple thing. For most of my life, I have been pretty happy when I wake up. When I was little, I loved to set my alarm and wake up right at 7:15 so I would have time to get completely ready before school. I have lost some of that excitement to wake up in the mornings, and perhaps that has something to do with the fact that I no longer have anyone to enforce my bedtime. Sunday is quickly becoming my favorite day of the week partly due to the fact that it is the only day I don't have to wake up before 9. Sometimes in life, it is a difficult choice to be happy, and other times it is an easy one. Today, it is easy.
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