A Writer Reawakened

Writing daily has definitely been a good practice for me this month.  Publishing what I write, despite imperfections even better.  I didn’t think I could do it.  Actually in February I wrote here about how I didn’t think it could be done.  Here we are with only two days left and a tapestry of my hopes, worries, and dreams have been painted with words across a page.  Today I am creating a poem from most of the titles of my writing this past month.  The poem lives for me as power that comes from allowing space for the written word.

A writer gone dormant…

a singular point of view.

The back story

lies in the long trip home.

Kindness given and received,

allowing both, and…

with gratitude 10 ways over,

belief and 

forgiveness layer by layer.

This journey
in pursuit of my hut,

with think time and long car rides.
and the power of "just" ten minutes
takes me to
my destination...

A vision of a hut in my heart,

yearning a space of my own

during my March tug o’ war.

Mixing science and spirit,

wrapped in a prayer shawl,

I enter the quiet room.

A splash of retreat gems reveal,

my container—

Writing…
Changing my world one word at a time.

     

Thank you to Two Writing Teachers for dedicating space and time for teachers and teachers of literacy to come together to share ideas, practice and life experience.