The Dying Cycles a collection of poetry

Living after trauma and seeking the universe through nature. A collection of poetry.

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‘For those living after trauma and seeking the universe through nature. A collection of poetry.’

Poem excerpt: MINNOWS

An ache tears into a memory
of your child hand reaching for minnows

Dark blue and small fingers

All those tiny universal dots of fish
we never caught them
and the search felt so infinite

You will lay in bed tonight
thinking again of the tiny silver lights
shattering into darker, deeper places
being the images of life that will escape you

A calm death is in us
Yours has begun to speak a whisper

I’ve heard this noise before,
laying on the dock
when the waves shuddered against us
black trees lent forward
and you watched me drink the water
before I cried for less

You’re scared now
As I was then

Dark blue

but in your hand,
is mine

and small fingers.

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Good morning and good year!

Although I’ve been mentally planning for two weeks now on how I want to create an online presence for myself, I still find this an incredibly anxious venture.

 

                         Once my eyes were open, the chill seemed to settle intolerably.

So my first entry. Although I’ve been mentally planning for two weeks now on how I want to create an online presence for myself, I still find this an incredibly anxious venture. I’ve listened to a multitude of podcasts focusing on how to create a successful etsy business and all of them emphasized on the importance of exposure through various forms of multi media. Number one, pinterest was stressed. Reference: Etsy Conversations podcast

To Do List. TACKLE PINTEREST
I suppose I need to take lots of pictures of product and have my etsy ready first.

But then! I discovered podcasts by Michael Hyatt stressing furthermore the importance of having something of a home base that people can refer to in order to connect with on a sort of personal level, if I understood that right. Ultimately, I began to overwhelm myself with this seemingly giant spiderweb of an evolving to do list. I realize though, that I do need a blog.

I need to not only create social exposure for my products, but I need the therapy of writing which I have long been neglecting. I have not submitted poetry for publish in over a year. I personally felt peaked for a minute last year. I was a guest speaker on a radio show that in the prior week had hosted my absolute FAVORITE poet of the state! To be acknowledged, to felt sought after and to be approached for discussion by anyone felt monumental. And then at that point for absolutely no reason I just stopped.

I have a stack of unread poetry. I have a larger stack of unfinished stories. And I am smothering myself in my own small bubble of a socially isolated world.

So now, for more reason than possible monetary gain, I want to blog. I hope this scheduled blogging will be an exercise in literary commitment to train my brain. I also hope to broaden my social horizon.

Isn’t that possible?