Friday, July 19, 2013

Pictures Who Write Themselves (The A-B-C)

I promised the poetry that went with my collages...

Feeding the Beast

Restless crowds gather feeding anger’s children
Baron tracks of desert breed striking beasts
The crowds cry for fight. The idle wait

A snake strikes.

Heroes backed into spiked cacti
Crowds heave, binding freedom
with the ropes of disappointment,
stabbing hope with rusted blades

The heroes hold. Faces skyward,
eyes closed to the frustrated masses
Treading sand, treading water 
The heroes hold

Passions & Gifts


Open hands, full harvest
Weaving blue, gold, and green
Fabric that holds space between
Death and growth
Growth and death
Only the flame of a match
Sets the sun to fire
The grapes to green
Only hands hold the circles
who scrap a shell on the stones
who rustle a cape of night wings
Lay back on the stones
Warmth at your back
The flame in your chest
Seen and almost never heard

What parallels do you see in the collages and the writing?
Check out the Writersvibe over the next few weeks for other exercises for un-stucking yourself.

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Pictures Who Write Themselves (The 1-2-3)

I've been flirting with Cristine Mason Miller's book Desire to Inspire for several months now. She (and all the book contributors) have some great exercises and thoughts to help you move through your own creative process. Based on one of these exercises, I made some big collages to bring out some of my aversions and passions.

This is how I did it:

1) Cut stuff up (I so enjoy this part!)
2) Make a pile of images you are drawn to
3) Make a pile of images that give you the willies or make you want to throw up.
3) Layer it up (I used 20x30 Foam board)
4) Glue it down
5) Put it where you can see it everyday
6) Write a phrase that comes up for you for each image (Don't put a lot of thought into this, just write it down)
7) Contemplate what the words reveal

For steps six and seven You might consider what led you to layer one image over another or why you chose to give each image its place in your collage. On step seven my phrases become poetry. I didn't struggle with or plan that, the darn things wrote themselves.

Here are a few passions I was able to put to work with the collages:

  • Moving humans from a place of purposelessness to purposefulness 
  • Using what already exists in nature (trees, rocks, sun, growth, seasons) to connect humans to gifts
  • Connecting us to our gifts gives us space to move to a place of connection and purpose
  • Bridging a connection to nature with human-enabled technology

Stay tuned for the poems I created with these collages.

What comes up for you when you look at these images? What comes up when you take words out of your writing?

Friday, July 12, 2013

The Night Guards*


Armed & Headless
Wiggly across the night lit walls
“We are not silent,” they say
Their dark rustle keeps
creepers and peepers and buzzers away

Snuggle in.
Close your eyes.

Let the giants send you safe away
to dance in shade & day lights
Resting your back
into their sling-shot arms;
they catch the peach juice
dripping down your chin

*Thanks to JB for the prompt. He said the trees at night to Transformers without heads.

What do the trees turn into at night for you?