Dish'claimer

"These are poems. This blog is conducting a test of the Can She Pull Off Writing Poetry With Minimal Editing While Being Mildly Satisfied. Repeat: These are only poems." ~ My Brain
*Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep* <--- Insert favorite profanity here.
I love what Julia Cameron says about perfectionism:
Perfectionism is not a quest for the best. It is a pursuit of the worst in ourselves, the part that tells us that nothing we do will ever be good enough - that we should try again.
I love having my hands in warm sudsy water particularly if there is a little chill in the air. I will put on music or watch a staple in my video library ~ one I know well so that as I clean I am without the distraction of 'What just happened?' ~ and enjoy myself. Last night was no exception except the 'enjoy' part. I was heavily distracted to near obsession. I kept feeling myself being heavily drawn back into these poems to rewrite them. All of them. Remove them. Make them better. Throw them out. Start over. But I'll reserve none of those rights save a tweak here or there. I'm starting to get the whole "less and less" is "more and more"...with me being less wrapped in all of the mind games perfectionism can play and just be more willing to let this part of me Be.
The creative process is a process of surrender, not control. ~ Julia Cameron
*Beep* <--- Last one. Promise.

P'ohmmm

stillness

the silent mind

no movement
of thought
or vision

an unencumbered
peaceful meditation

"Arrrrrrrrrg"

that is not
the request

I desire a word
to flutter in

long for a picture

any structure to
evoke a beginning

any sound
resonating
towards ending

I don't care

But is that peace?

I do care

deeply

then a thought:

Love
is always present
even in silence
and always in stillness
so I will let It write

happily surrendering
my own
thoughtless
frailties

Just So U Know...

Now I'll Let It Go