Poem A Day Challenge November 2018. Day 1: Glorious

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Hooray, well if you are reading this we made it to November, and if you need help for the next 30 days, here is it. Over on Writers Digest they do this wonderful challenge in April and November of posting a poetry prompt for every day. For some reason this time of year is my most poetical. And even when I don’t feel able to write, I still enjoy collecting the prompts in a note book for another day. So my fellow stationary junkies lets find our favorite pens and notebooks and gets started. I dedicate this poem to the wonderful people at Writers Challenge for all they do and for this wonderful challenge.

Glorious

A glorious day to be alive,

A poetry challenge, here I spy.

There’s 30 days to sit and  ponder,

Write some words, and create wonder.

Gather now, with pen in hand,

Let’s all write, it will be grand.

Writer’s Digest – ‘Hey, High Five’

Your challenge, helps me stay alive.

 

As someone who struggles big time in the dark evenings with depression and anxiety. These poetry challenges are a real life line, a reason to get up and check in, to see what the days prompt is. (I’m old school n don’t have a smart phone). I don’t always write a poem every day, but I write the prompts down and let them roll round my head and see what falls out. If nothing, that’s ok, they can stay in the journal for another day. Sorry didn’t mean to make that rhyme. But its nice to have something other than worries rolling around in my head so the PAD challenges are a good idea.

As for the punctuation, yeah I do struggle with that, thanks to dyslexia. I go for the write the words out, (brain dump) read it out loud n see what sounds like a gap to breathe, (stick a full stop in or comma, here n there. Hopefully since its not going to be sent in anywhere for marking, its just for making a little while seem softer and for the pleasure of writing, then it  will be ok.

This is for everyone, you don’t have to share your results anywhere, just grab a piece of paper a pencil or pen and give it a go. Stationary junkies, its a good excuse to dig out your fave pens, I’ve just invested in some nice lettering pens, so maybe some of these will get written in to the ‘best’ notebook with some brush lettering titles. You know you are a stationary ‘junkie’ when your ‘rough’ book for poetry is a Moleskine! Gotta love that Moleskine paper. For those now wondering what my ‘best notebook is..’ I’ll add a link below. But seriously you can write on the back of junk mail if you don’t have a notebook, its all good. If you have those cheapie mini white boards, they can be good as you can move the words around till they sound right too 🙂

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Best wishes and thanks for reading, see you soon

Billie

 

National Poetry day meets INKtober 2018

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The INKtober official prompt for today was SPELL and as I opened the back door this morning, in the fog I saw something that immediately prompted not just art but a poem too, handy as its also National Poetry Day. I had planned a bit of a mash up today between; Inktober and Poetry day but life had other ideas, the poem got written but sadly the art didn’t get to the page so here is the poem and hopefully the art will get added at a later date.

Spell

The spider weaves her magic spell,

In silken thread at night,

To catch her pray within her web,

When they are low in light.

How patiently, she sits nearby,

To see who’ll come to dine,

Then binds them tight to hold them still

Within her silken larder.

 

Hope I can add some art to this page at a later date for the Inktober part.

Thanks for reading, see you soon

Billie

Missing my Dad. Fathers Day and grief

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This poem is for everyone missing their Dad today.

Missing my Dad on Father’s Day

Father’s Day sucks when your Daddy is dead,

And memories of good times, are on loop in your head.

It makes your heart heavy and so sad you could die,

And you sit there alone in your sadness and cry.

 

You hear those around you, enjoying their day,

Those family groups, enthralled in their play.

You wish and you wish, as hard as you can,

That he was still beside you, that wonderful man.

 

He’s there in your genes, in your DNA,

He’s here in your heart, and there he will stay.

Its just there are times, you miss holding his hand,

And to hear his kind voice, you both hatching a plan,

To escape from the space, that’s bringing you down,

And go seek adventure, wherever you can.

 

In loving memory of my Dad, who was the best adventurer of local spaces, and could do ANYTHING! Who took me on the best walks in nature, for always taking time to listen, who showed me how to be kind to all things in this world. For his never ending patience, for his wisdom, for his kindness for his love.

Thanks Dad , I love you, I miss you, you were the best Dad ever.

 

Billie

 

 

Poem A Day April 2018 and healing

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Is this really the first post of the year?! Suffice to say its been that kinda year, nuff said. Heads up for Aprils Poem a Day challenge over on the awesome Writers Digest website.

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These wonderful people have a challenge in April and November where they post a prompt every day. The rest of the year its a promt on Wednesdays for poetry. I’m not good with deadlines, so tbh I tend to make note of them in a little book and go to them when I am in a calmer headspace.

I’m not one of those people who sit down to write poems, my poems tend to pounce on me, I’m feeling a certain feeling, words swirling like bee’s in my head then sometimes, suddenly they seem to start flowing together and I think, ohh I quite like that, lets write it down. For me its quite a healing thing writing, journalling, poem-ing (its prob not a word but I am calling it that, coz Im sure I’ ve read that somewhere or other. If its a thing do let me know 🙂

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In other news (as its been so long) I’ve been reading a truely awesome book called ‘What your clutter trying to tell you?’ OMG life changer, game changer. I have a lot of stuck energy, a lot of things I no longer want or need yet feel too attatched to to, let them go somewhere else. That book is really helping me re frame.

What has this to do with art??? Well it brought me back to someone who changed my life and gave me the courage to start my other blog Billie’s Craft Room, gee almost 10 years ago now! Her name Kelly Rae Roberts.

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Decluttering is still a challenging process for me, and although after a while the open space it creates ultimately feels good, in the short term it is painful. I need time to mentally grieve for stuff I ‘have to let go of’ and it needs a cry, a sleep and to be honoured, not corrected n told off. I do that a lot to myself and want a kinder approach.

As a result I took March as a month for ‘me’ for self care and kindness. I’m processing a lot of pain atm and selfcare and ‘me’ anything is just not something I do. But after someone treating me very badly it taught me once and for all that there are worse things than being alone, and that’s being around people who judge, correct and shame me when they have no clue of what things are like or feel like. I loved the phrase about parenting yourself and understanding that endings hurt and to go slow and gentle.

What did self care look like, {shuffles feet} a heck of a lot of manifesting! I know classic horder, get stuff out of the house and the instant reaction is replace is asap, but I was creating tlc sacred space, working out what I NEED to feel nurtured, honoured and loved. For me it was much as it has been since a child, not people but books, art supplies, and a card deck or three.

You want to know what or which? Please leave a comment to ask me as I will share if asked but don’t want this to turn into a ‘look at all my stash’ kinda post. I plan to blog a bit more to share ‘stuff’ that has been part of my healing journey. I write when I can, but the ‘black dog’ has been flattening me this year and it takes a lot of energy to wrestle with it.

Kelly Rae Roberts

This is WAY too late in the post to get to this but if you haven’t heard of her before please, please check out Kelly Rae Roberts, she is a mixed media artist and her courses are SO healing. I started her Wear You Joy eclass as I quickly read between the lines and saw it was about much more than the contents of your wardrobe and more about finding who you are right now and that is very much the page of discover and healing I’m trying to process at the moment. Kelly Rae also had an awesome offer which at last I was in the right place at the right time to jump in with  and bundled her Mixed Media Mantra class and her Angel mantras. I’ve wanted to do those two classes for SOOOO long.

Thank you Kelly Rae for your special offers and to the Universe for waking me up in time for the deal.

Susannah Conway: Your Souls Speaks

Online class about listening to your intuition. Wonderful, I’ve been saving the emails as got poorly and couldn’t process when it was live but its waiting for me and I love it. Again very much tlc.

Allow

Most of the time its the voice that says; couldn’t shouldn’t mustn’t, can’t, that wins but for March I tried a quieter one that said: ‘Just say yes’. My heart, my soul and my intuition do nudge me toward good things, happy things, kind things but the negative voice mostly wins. My word for the year is ALLOW, so for a month I stepped out of my own way and treid to do just that; Allow.

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Poem A Day challenge starts tomorrow

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Its been a while but I just wanted to give you a heads up that over on Writers Digest website tomorrow, this years Poem A Day (PAD) Challenge for November begins. As the title suggests, each day there will be a new prompt posted for you to write your poem from. If you have ever wanted to write poems, the PAD; Poem A Day Challenge can be a great place to start.

From the main website, scroll down a little and look for the ‘What’s New’ area of the site, there you will find that day’s prompt and often the previous couple of days prompts too. I believe this is an American site, so the times of day when the prompts go live will be based on that region.

Don’t know about you but I do like sitting by the patio doors, having breakfast, looking at the misty mornings of autumn and writing poetry. This is my most productive time of the year for poetry. This season hurts emotionally, and physically and often mentally too but from there, also comes a creative force. A voice that needs to be heard and the prompts often tempt that voice onto the page. If I could give you one tip, its to write the words your soul wants to speak.

There are a lot of rules about poetry, and lots of poetic forms to explore shoud you wish too. Stephen Fry has written a comprehensive book about them called The Ode Less Travelled, which I ‘tried’ to read but I got confused n just took my journal, a pencil and let the words fall out. Sometimes it works, sometimes they need a nudge to make them sound graceful in a poetic sence. Sometimes the prompts cause free writing, rather than true poetry. But if you write from your soul, it can feel soo good, so freeing, so healing. Follow your heart, get paper, a pencil n feel what you feel, write what you feel, hear, think and see. You might surprise yourself.

Just remember if you are nervous about writing for the first time, or for however long you have been writing. NO ONE has to see what you write. You can write for YOU, because you want to, like to, need too. If you aren’t sure if what you have written ‘works’ for you, maybe try reading it outloud to yourself, it can help to get the words to scan the way you feel you want them too.

I’ll let you into a secret, which is that I write ALL the prompts into a journal to save. I love to write poems, and there are times when the prompts grab me as I read them and the words just flow, other times, they need to be saved n savored at a different time. For me poetry is something that just ‘happens’ I cannot and do not write to order, I’m mearly the one holding the pen and the words arrive. I’ve also found this approach good as at different times I can have different reactions n poetry thoughts and ideas from the prompts so it can be good to revist them more than once.

If you are new to poetry, or this challenge and want to make it a bit special, one of those mindfulness, self care n kindness practices. Do treat yourself to a journal that feels beautiful to you, grab a pen or a pencil can be good as its easier to make corrections if you wanted too. But what is most important is to ‘just write’ it doesn’t have to be perfect, to rhyme if that doesn’t feel right for you, just let the words fall out of the pen and go from there.

If you want to look up different poetic forms (different kinds of poetry) then Stephen Fry’s book An Ode Less Travelled is good. I found it helpful as a reference book so if someone mentioned a technical term that I didn’t understand I could look it up, but I didn’t get on so well reading it from cover to cover but I have dyslexia and shh don’t judge me but I don’t know a verb from a noun. So if too are not one of life’s most accomplished english lit masters, please don’t let that put you off giving writing poetry a go.

Links

  • Writers Digest website Once the challenge has started go to the ‘What’s New’ section on the left hand side for each days new prompt
  • The Ode Less Travelled; Unlocking the Poet Within by Stephen Fry. A great place to look up the ‘technical terms’ used in the poetry  world, like stanzas, and different verse forms. You don’t need to read this first, but if you want to learn the local lingo of poetry, learn new forms/styles of writting it is very useful.

If you find yourself bitten by the poetry bug, the PAD Challenge happens each April and November on the Writers Digest site and there is also a poetry prompt every wednesday on the site throughout the year, also found under the ‘What’s new’ section.

Best wishes and thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy your poetry journey.

Billie x

My art is calling to me, poem

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Recently I made a sympathy card for a close friend, it was the first card I had made since DH passed but something special happened as a result. My muse woke up, my art started calling to me, my creative spirit that I though had been burried with my husband, started to call out to me. I am thankful.

Here is the poem that my muse whispered to me.

My Creative Muse

On an island far away sits a siren.

She is calling to my soul; ‘Don’t let us part’.

But I could not hear her song,

with my husband now long gone,

For my heart is full of grief,

And my eyes are full of tears

All are blocking up my ears.

 

But my muse upon the rock

She has waited.

For the mist to start to lift,

For the fog to start to clear,

Now she wispers in my ear;

‘I’m your art and I am here’.

‘Come to me’.

 

As I wade across the water

Pull her close like she’s my daughter

Or the person I’m inside

That’s been too scared to step outside.

Still she whispers in my ear

‘Im your art and I am here’

‘Stay with me’.

 

As we sit there side by side,

She holds me close and lets me cry.

Dabs a tissue to my eye,

As she whispers in my ear;

‘Im your art and I am here’.

‘You are safe and you are home,

I won’t let you be alone.’

 

Confessions of an art supplies Junkie

I’m thankful for my art making a comeback, so much has happened, so much has changed. I shattered into a million pieces when DH passed. I am thankful to have found this one fragment of myself that is so dear to me. Art has helped me through so much in my life so far. I wasn’t sure if I wanted it back before, I was indifferent to it and everything else. Its not about moving on, or forward or anything like that. Its just finding a scrap of myself that is worth holding onto.

As a result I have been having a self love/manifestation month, collecting stamps, books, pencils and now art lessons with Jane Davenport. All this thanks to making a card for a friend, then watching a You Tube video on Mixed media journaling which led me to Dina Wakley who showed how to draw a face. This went so well I ordered her book and Amazon did their classic ‘other people who bought this, also went for this..’ and offered me Jane Davenports book. From there I discovered her free class, which was so amazing I took a paid class called Supplies Me, which is so fantastic that I’ve signed up for three more of her classes. Drawing Beautiful Faces, Express Yourself (drawing different emotions) and the figure drawing class I heart Drawing. I hope you can forgive a gush moment but this is so HUGE for me, I am so so thankful for so much creatively at the moment. I thought this part of me was gone forever. Turns out she was just waiting for the right time to come out of the shadows. This and the classes are the entire years happy budget and beyond, I don’t care if I eat only weetabix for the rest of the year it will be worth it to follow my heart and follow my dream.

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I have always loved art, but not had the confidence to draw well, rubber stamping has bridged the gap for a while but still what I most wanted to do was draw. Mixed media painting was good, but learning how to draw so I can pick up a pencil and paper and have art fall like rainbows out of the end of my pencil, well, its all I ever wanted and these classes are helping me do that. Thank you Universe for helping me find my art again, for helping me find mixed media, Dina Wakely and Jane Davenport.

I have never been one for posh clothes or jewelery, stationary is my thing, pens, pencils paper paint. I have a stash of materials and look forward to learnging how to use them well. These classes are lifetime access and online which being housebound is perfect for me. If you want to find out more about the classes I’m taking I blogged about them on my art blog.

Sending you the courage to hold on, till your soul helps call back to you, what it most needs and wants to help you get through each moment. Be still and listen, you can’t push it, or rush it, its a waiting game.

I hope you too can find the pieces of yourself that you miss and that want to come back to you.

Peace n light

Billie

 

Corvid Calls. Poem

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Here is today’s poem for the Writers Digest Poem A Day Challenge November 2016. Today’s prompt was Spirit Animals. Mine are Corvids right now.

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Corvid Calls

Each morning I am greeted

By a cawing sound

The corvids have returned again

And gather all around.

 

Sitting on the rooftops

Bashing on the metal

Tapping and a calling

To everyone around.

 

Standing up so tall and proud

Calling out so Loud!

Calling up a welcome friend,

Calling up a crowd.

 

Looking out for danger

Looking out for friends

Looking out for mischief

As the darkness ends.

 

But after calling loudly

And bowing so polite,

A couple rest contentedly

To be in in each others site.

 

After reading Denise Lin’s book, Kindling the Native Spirit I’ve wondered what my spirit animal might be. When I asked to be shown what animal might be mine, I began to see a lot of crows around. Each day there are at least two on the roof of the house behind mine. Watching out for me, its comforting to think of them in this way.

There will be new poetry prompts each day in November on Writers Digest, look at their What’s New area of the site and for PAD Challenge Novemer 2016.

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Day 2 PAD Challenge November 2016

Much respect and gratitude to Magpies of Edmonton for their kind permission to use their photo of the crow.

Best wishes and thanks for reading, see you soon. Namaste