Final Day of Fall Sale

PatchworkChickenStudio.com – Today is the final day of our Fall Sale. 10% off everything in our online shop! Free Shipping in the USA. Use code HolidayChicken10 at checkout! My mosaics, mixed media art, fabric creations, and autographed poetry books are part of this fantastic sale. 

Poetry Wednesday – Words Elude

Words Elude

Exact words elude

Swim around in my coffee

Cooling rapidly beside paper

Determined to be more

More than blank on this day

Where ink runs and hides

For the words have interests

Elsewhere, anywhere but here

With them and the paper

Better to swim and sink

Into the coffee grounds

Than make marks of the heart

Visible for all to read

Exact words elude

Swim around in my coffee

Patterns they make just as lovely

As the ones they could make

With ink on the paper beside

My coffee cup’s forlorn nature

A sentinel on my desk in wait

For more to come soon enough

Even as exact words elude

Happy Friday the 13th!

It is Friday the 13th of December! [Where has 2019 gone?].

Aside from being a glorious day of the 13th number under the joy of a Friday, it is also the last day to order a gift for someone (or for yourself!) in order to get it before the 25th within the USA.

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At sablequillcreations.com, there are several of my autographed poetry books, art, and other delightfully dark & enchanted items. And at patchworkchickenstudio.com, there are drawstring bags, art, and assorted handcrafted housewares. All items include Free Shipping in the USA.

Thank you for support artists and their small businesses during this holiday season!

Art, Simplicity, and Joys

This week was the release of Written & Whim. I am very excited and grateful to have it done and out there. Still trying to wrap my brain around the fact I have published 23 full-length poetry books since September 13, 2011 aka the day The Heart of Autumn was published.

There are only 8 more books until I complete the A to Z theme. That is a bit baffling too. When I started on the A to Z journey in 2011, I thought it would be crazy to write 2600 poems over 26 books. I have less than 750 poems left to write now. Overall, I have written 2615 poems since 1994-ish. The bulk of which were written since I started publishing my work. Publishing my work has been a powerful motivator to write more which is fantastic.

No rest of the artistic. Already a quarter of the way through on writing the next book, Doll & Discarnate. At the beginning of 2019, I had this grand plan to write and publish 4 books during the year. I didn’t count on, foolishly, life things and other creative pursuits slowing that progress. Despite the error in judgement, I forge ahead with the words.

For several years now, I’ve been work on and toward a more simplistic life so I can spend more time with my passions and joys aka creative pursuits. I neglected my passions and joys quite a bit for many years prior which brought much sorrow into my life so simplicity is very appealing. Never want to feel that destructive, bone-deep sorrow again.

I keep coming to points where it seems I have finally reached a nice level of simplicity to only see it falter later. No. In fact, I have more to work to do. The chaos that ensues has been getting less and less chaotic over time. Yay for progress! But the fact that chaos creeps up and in so quickly tells me I have more work to do.

I’ve been neglecting such work this year. I think this has been to the detriment of my creative process and myself. Have to take time in the coming weeks to really clear out things weighing down my environment and triggering chaos. Cleaning up my apartment on a weekly basis, even though it is a deep clean, just isn’t enough to stop the creeping.

A few months ago, I sat down and wrote down everything that brings me joy no matter how small. The list surprised me. Poetry, painting, and creative things made the list of course. (Simplicity and no clutter also made the list which was surprising yet not surprising.) Some of my joys are not things I can do every day as they are seasonal activities. However, a lot of my joys were little things – like having my fingernails painted black, and the scent of sandalwood – that I could incorporate into my day every day but I wasn’t for some reason. As if I didn’t realize the joy they bring, as if I hadn’t forgotten what joy could be within the little things. Since I’ve done this list and started incorporating the little joys more and more into my daily life, I find myself much calmer and happier. As someone who has suffered from severe depression and wild mood swings for YEARS, it is kind of weird to be calmer and happier but it is growing on me.

I typed up all my joys into a word file on my computer. I go back and look at it to remind myself from time to time, especially if I am feeling sad or lonely or upset, then go and do one of things on the list.

So I leave you with this…

What are your joys? Do you involve as many as you can into your day?

Poetry Wednesday – Written

Written

Move through the motions
Hear me not … nothing more
Than an inked screaming
On curling notebook paper
Lined in bleeding blue
Where my tears may have
Fallen down without permission
Into my little church of
Written solace
Where only I hear the terror
The torment of the darkness
Creeping about my essence
So hungry for lasting agonies
No matter my efforts to
Break free from this
Moving through the motions
So no one truly sees
Scars creating my notebook