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Just Fishing and Caught a Poem
I’m not sure where this one is going, but I figured I’d throw my line in the water this morning and see what I can catch. My writing has slowed down the last couple of days. Granted, I’m pursuing a new project over on Substack where I’m trying to learn how to write poetry. The only difference I can see right now is the mood involved with the writing.
I go as deep as I do to write my longer pieces, but then I’m floating on top of the words, almost like a dream with the poetry. I’m like somebody washing their face, dipping my hands into the water to splash it again and again against the skin of my face. With writing, I just dive in.
Does this mean I’m exercising more control with the poetry than I do with an article? Well, it is something new for me, and any new project I pursue has always been the most intense in the beginning, as I strive to hit all the steps involved. So, that might be it.
The only steps I’ve been following are the number of syllables and the words that rhyme in a limerick. I’ve also only written two poems to date over on Substack. The one thing I need to do is to find some poetry to read. I don’t see a problem with that. Actually, I used to love reading Dr. Seuss when I was younger. And one of the projects I haven’t worked on in a long time are my videos for kids over on YouTube… hmmm. I could get back into that.
