The wind gusts strongly
Kicks up leaves, eddies emotion
Shut the door
Seal the gaps
Become still
Writing is a storm
It stirs chattering words
Thoughts, mentally charged
Rise to the surface
And swirl
To reinstate calm I choose to
Silence the words
Contain the thoughts that swirl
Command the wind to calm
Emotions fall to the ground
Like dust I walk over them
Eventually
All is quiet
At least,
until I stir it up again
*writing is a form of mental contagion if left to its own devices.
Loved this!
Thanks 🙏
So lovely… “seal the gaps” but thoughts have a way, like wind, of sneaking through the crevices unhindered! Linda xx
They certainly do Linda 😊
A talented poet writing about writing is a special gift. Thank you for this, Kate.
Thankyou for the kind words Michelle. I have been wondering lately if that is why the masters and sages wrote in Haiku – to control the words.
Makes sense, it certainly encourages focused thought. Funny note about that poetry form. I wrote three for a recent post, then realized a few hours after publishing that I had short-changed a few lines. Not sure what I was thinking. lol I revised and updated.
The beauty of self publishing Michelle, we can change anytime 😊
There’s a perk! 😅
Hmmm. . . writing from the Eye of the Storm. I will have to consider this. Thanks for provoking thought as usual, Kate! Does this mean you’re back from the hike?
Yes Camilla, I only managed a few days before I hurt my foot and had to make the decision to come home (which was hard) but then the weather turned not long after so I was quite glad really. Funny how things turn out. Will head back in either late this year or early next – it’s a question of timing I think.
Yes, funny how things work out, isn’t it? 🙂 The timing wasn’t right. Next time you’ll nail it. Glad you are safe. Is your foot okay now? As someone who loved running and still walks/hikes I know how important our feet are. My husband is dealing with mobility limitations from an accident and he deals well. I can’t imagine myself in the same situation. My feet are everything. I hope you are well! ❣️
So kind of you to ask, I’m walking on it Camilla, there is still weird pain in the top half but without a heavy pack on it’s okay. I’m hoping it will sort itself out soon. I couldn’t bear not being able to walk in the mornings – I can give up running but not walking. The mornings are my favourite time of day.
I know the feeling, and I used to be famous for over-doing it in those types of situations and then suffering for it later. Take it easy. Give yourself time to heal. 🙂
Hello again, Kate! This was delightful, and I love seeing your own perspective on writing and what you stir up. 🙂 Reminds me of my own piece “The Right Kind of Chaos”, which I’ll link below in case you or anyone else here wants to see it, particularly since the address has changed.
To that point, and since I know you followed my old blog, I want to explain that I made the painful decision to eliminate my full website earlier this year due to increasing price gouging. Just days ago I finished setting up a free blog instead, because I need a place to lay out my thoughts almost as much I need movement and fresh air! Having kept my source files elsewhere, I’ve already added several of my favorite older pieces, and last night I published a new one that I wrote in the between times, too. It’s good to have someplace to share my words again! And I’m still happily subscribed to yours, too. 😊
https://mybridgesofwords.wordpress.com/2022/05/12/the-right-kind-of-chaos/
Thankyou Mathew I know the feeling of needing a perch for your words – this is mine and I cherish it. I will check out your blog shortly my friend thankyou for the links.