yesterday

yesterday.

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yesterday

I gather

I gather I cried

and I gather

my laughter

like it’s slipping away

because

I seek holding on to more about me than what random people say

though I cried

over my sun-dried

tears

I have dropped fears

though I have not cried all my tears yesterday

10 Myths About Writers and Writing

P.A. Moed

In order to write creatively, we need to exercise our free-spirited and impulsive right brain.  It might take a while to “liberate” this side of the brain especially if we have worked in fields that are linear, concrete, and require rationale thought.  This is what happened to me many years ago when I switched from a career in teaching and publishing to full-time writing.   As I began my apprenticeship in the creative arts,  I had to dispel several myths about the writing process and writers.

"Incognito: The Hidden Self-Portrait" by Rachel Perry Welty, DeCordova Museum. “Lost in My Life (Price Tags) ” by Rachel Perry Welty, DeCordova Museum.

1.  Myth: Writers Are Strange.

There is an element of truth to this!  Writers (and other creative people) must be willing to look below the surface of everyday life and explore the world and relationships like a curious outsider.  This perspective sets us apart, but at the same time, it allows us…

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not afraid

standing battlefield deep

with staggering feet

my own people strike me

unlike me..

as I turned the other cheek

let them silently smack me like it taste sweet

everybody want to get  a look at me

like I am just a freak

instead of an upbeat geek

not afraid

still my parade

I say it’s still my parade- call it rejoiced pain

and I’ll wave in the rain

still my parade

not afraid

seated next to the best

thank you god oh god bless

I learned

that the fire cannot burn

oh Daniel three-seventeen-

seventeen-seventeen

not afraid

still my parade

some times people are just dark clouds

some times,sunshine,detours from the scenic route

still,I am not afraid

I got nickels,quarters, and candy to throw at my parade

~tanishab