I guess it’s been almost 20 years since I tried writing a poem longer than a Haiku. For some reason, the words never seem to flow as easily as images in my visual art so when the opportunity to take a one-evening workshop on creative writing came up, I seized it. While I could easily slide into a groove, producing a body of artwork that is distinctly mine & similar in style, I like to stretch creatively– pushing the boundaries of my imagination & ability, growing as an artist.
The writing activity that inspired me the most was one called “If I were…” The facilitator finished the phrase with words such as “a piece of furniture”, “a sound”, a color”, “an animal”, ” a food”, & “a place in nature”. We numbered a piece of paper from 1-16 & finished the phrases as quickly as possible so our subconscious could override our active, logical, over-analyzing minds. From words including “rocking chair”, “purr”, “lapis blue”, “lynx”, “chocolate fondue” & “a bed of moss under a tree”, I shaped nonsensical sentences then turned those sentences into a poem. Here’s the result of that exercise…
Lynx languidly reclines on her mossy bed beneath the firs.
Holding court, she coyly swirls figure eights
in the melted chocolate with her lustrous tail.
“Infinity”, she purrs, “Infinity.”
Dainty paws pluck from her plate
fears carefully considered then…
Dunked in decadent darkness & swallowed with satisfaction.
Demurely dabbing at puddles of chocolate caught in the corners of her smile,
“Fearless”, she purrs, “Fearless.”
Lynx stretches luxuriously in lapis-tinted twilight.
Harpsichord hammers out a haunting refrain
as rocking chair sways in time.
“Sing your song”, she purrs, “Sing your song.”
Her seductive Siren call lures me into the fondue.
Like amoeba evolving from primordial ooze,
I emerge from my chocolate baptism,
enveloped in warmth, reborn & reminded,
“Simply be”, I purr, “Simply be.”