Tuesday Tabellion – Release Day for Yowl & Yarrow

Yowl & Yarrow was a surprisingly difficult book to write. My life was very much in transition during its writing. A great deal of the poems are very reminiscent of stress and great dislike over drastic change. I also experienced intense depression due to these changes which influenced the tone of the book whenever I did manage to write something. My state of depression was creatively hindering but there were brief moments of bright creativity. During the process, I learned I was going to have a niece (arriving April 2016), I moved into a new home of very own after 25 months of living with various family members, I realized the patterns which correspond with sliding into depression, and I discovered that I am indeed capable of ‘fangirling’ & happiness. All of this filters into the tones and themes of Yowl & Yarrow‘s 100 poems.

Yarrow may ease their earthly burdens
Across the fields stretching farther
Bypassing tchotchkes placed in sacred
Ceremonies to mask crossroads
On the breeze in penance

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Poetry Wednesday – Gargoyles

Gargoyles

She hates the gargoyles
On my tarot cards
A liquid sedative
Overeager to work on
Under the layers keeping
Us from crawling into
One another in winged needles
She hates the gargoyles
On my tarot cards
Expressed day after rescued day
Not for much longer do they
Stay or say their paces
Facing my foolish slumbers
A liquid sedative
Bound to their winged veins
She hates the gargoyles
On my tarot cards
Signs of our discomfort awakening

Poetry Wednesday – Sanguine

Sanguine

Your blood in my salt
Packed into my wounds
Prompting angels and demons
To bring me in near
Indecipherable speeches I hear
Wine speaks for me tonight
I leech my sanguine
Some times to avoid
All my surroundings
Closing in suffocating
Your blood in my salt
Packed into my wounds
Prompting angels and demons
To bring me in near
Just what I am looking
For on high while I
Lay myself out on the floor

Poetry Wednesday – Poppy Fields

Poppy Fields

Love nailed to my cross
I wait neglecting hope
In favor of disappointment
Building up my cross
Each arresting breath
Through warm poppy fields
Disappear among them in
Weakening walks I run
Love nailed to my cross
I wait neglecting cherish
In favor of false adoration
Building up my cross
Each arresting breath
Labored, anticipating sever
Through warm poppy fields

Poetry Wednesday – Taste

Taste

Taste the hands drinking
My darkness up with vigor
Put it back into embrace
When I come around again
Shimmy shake out along
Vines of forgotten leaders
I once counted out on
One handed severed limits
On midnight wizardry lands
Taste the hands wrestling
My darkness agitated with vigor
Put it back into holding
When I come around again
Shimmy shake out along
Vines of abandoned lovers
I once counted out on
One sacrificial palm extended
Over midnight wizardry lands

Poetry Wednesday – Old Soul

Old Soul

Old soul crossroads
Where I have been
Waiting seems forever
Blink of an eye
Stagnant, hope for change
Of self-inflicted intention
Old soul crossroads
Where I have been
Waiting seems forever
Once mapped out and over
This life continuation
In spite of round peg
Forced into a square
Brought more discontent than
Anticipated yet maps faded
Severed the self-inflicted intention
Bringing me to this place
Old soul crossroads
Where I have been
Waiting seems forever

Tuesday Tabellion – Writer’s Block…of Wood, Plaster, and Cement

I had all these grand plans for this blog, starting in July, but so little came to be. I had grand plans to finish Yowl & Yarrow too yet it sits at 40% completion. There is an excellent reason for these shortcomings, and it is made from wood, plaster, cement.

At the beginning of the month, I came across a listing of decent price for what my family wanted to purchased for their financial benefit and my residential benefit. A week later, the bid was in, accepted, and we hopped the whirlwind to a quick close date. Last week was the closing. I will be moving soon. Not entirely sure on how soon is soon, but I’m hoping it is before the end of 2015.

All this inherent chaos with the closing and the prospect of moving has rather killed my drive to do any writing. Mostly, I’m just tired for a wide variety of reasons including the closing. I am excited that I will be getting my own place soon. Just trying to be not too excited or optimistic since there’s a lot of loose ends hanging around which can prolong the process. The longer the process goes and the more excited I am, the more pissed off and disillusioned I’ll get about the process.

One potential other good thing to come out of July is the opportunity to sell my books at a new bookstore opening up in Longmont, Colorado which will only stock books by authors in Colorado, primarily Northern Colorado. Local Editions is officially opening for business on August 15th, and it will copies of Passion & Prudence on hand. I am certain that there will be further mention of Local Editions in the near future.