Poetry is one of those things I always find myself in. Simple. Collected. Intricate. And when my brain cant settle I find myself hunting through books or websites to find what I don't know what I'm looking for. Here are just a few poems I love with no explanation because it may just mean something completely different to someone else. And thats half the beauty of it all.
A few posts ago I talked about the "1,200 Words You Should Know to Sound Smart" By Robert W. Bly. I stated that the book makes not only for a beautiful coffee table or side table book, but also for a good read. I went through Bly's book and picked 13 words I particularly liked.
The creaky old door jars open and a tall thin blonde makes her way in trudging in her purple crumpled suitcase, a basket and a backpack. her glasses pressed tightly to her face as she clambers to the countless objects in her hands. Her eyes shift smoothly to the right spotting the person she must be meeting. the longer i look at her face, the more confused i am about her age. she could be 29 or 41. Being bad at determining age doesn't help my case either but, she sounds mature as she greets the man and talks about how they will get along just well. As soon as i see it as a date the man mentions his wife and the woman seems to have rings on her wedding finger as well.
She pulls out book of her bag and begins flipping through the pages. pointing out different things that would be “Great for him.” and “high quality which makes us better.”
They're intent and excited about whatever they're talking about. both drinking coffee and describing fabrics.
I'm called for my tea and as i walk past i see they are buying socks.
Starting writing this i expected that maybe they were married, maybe she was his daughter. Maybe she’s not from around here, and hes housing her. She stands to her bag now the giant rolling suitcase, and quite literally takes out these pallet boards covered in socks. what seems hundreds of different kinds.
“I'm like a traveling circus, i'm headed to cleveland tonight.”
What kind of job do you travel to sell wholesale athletic socks. i'm not sure if i'm weirded out or rather impressed. either way. that was interesting.
A few weeks ago I posted a blurb from a novel I wrote and got awesome feedback, (Thanks by the way). And I actually have written a sequel to that novel. Which consist of and 18 years later scenario that is Played out by two Characters, Elliot (The Daughter) and Ezra (The Northern boy). I have been wanting to go back and rewrite it and work more on some of the plot holes.
Which leads me to my trip to Target today. I found These notebooks that came in a pack. And as you can guess it reminded me about my story that I had worked so hard on. So as I fill these notebooks I will be uploading snippets of it and maybe one day I can see my work published.
I find these notebooks to be perfect for what I am doing to keep organized with my writing. It keeps the sections clear and make pre-writing planing more simply and easier to handle and actually be productive within writing. Then again I find that I do my best writing when its unwarranted and totally just spur of the moment. My first novel I wrote consisted of sitting down, being excited for vacation and writing a story I thought would be interesting to experience.
If you write, Let me know how you like to keep organized!
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My names Allison. I write, travel, and I am a current college student. Take your shoes off, and stay awhile.