Moving is hard. Buying a house and moving is harder….Cleaning this jacuzzi tub was hard. Convincing me to get out will be harder. #kickingandscreaming #legsfordays #bathtubaficionado
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What’s not to love about this poem by Marianne Williamson? What an encouraging and insightful piece of prose! I have this sitting on my writing desk for inspiration, and as a daily reminder of who I am and who He calls me to be, as a woman, as a friend, as a wife, and as a writer. As the year closes and a new one dawns, I draw upon this poem for what my goals and desires for this next year will look like. A new chapter is opening for me and my writing career; there is no room for…
Busy time of year, this Christmas season. But whatever your “type,” I wish you and yours an incredible time of giving and fellowship, family and friends. Remember the reason for the season! I’ll leave it to Dr. Seuss: “And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from…
Just woke up from a dream:I disobeyed an order on the battlefield and, as punishment, my commander was to take my pointer finger. I convinced him to take my pinky instead…my reasoning–I still wanted to be able to draw my bow, and I would be a useless warrior without it. ❤ (Proud to say I didn’t make a sound when it was done.) #recurvebow #want #idreamofarchery
My dear friend, Eddie Cabbage, and I decided to do a non-collaboration by hosting Pop Up Poetry On Demand together this evening, combining my #PopUpPoetry and his #PoetryOnDemand. We opened up our Instagram feed to poetry subjects as requested by our followers and friends alike, and the following post is a gallery of what we came up with: 12 custom poems by each writer, so 24 total. (Yes, a long post, but we promise it’s worth the read!) I’m always in awe of Eddie’s improv poem abilities, and I am beyond blessed and privileged to have him as my mentor, my colleague, and most importantly, my invaluable friend. Thanks for such a fun evening, everyone! And remember, you can purchase these poems via Etsy as a 2-poem-package, typed and signed by Eddie and me. Enjoy!
You can follow @eddiecabbage on Instagram and on his website at EddieCabbage.com.
Comments beneath each image are written by the respective author.
First #PopUpPoetryOnDemand piece for @zacharyburlingame. (Apologies for the delay, I’m doing this in public tonight, hah! Lovely little interruptions.) An excellent prompt, my friend. I definitely feel you on this. ❤ Best wishes to you. Check out @eddiecabbage for his interpretation of this prompt for Mr. Burlingame!
Guys…whatever happened to Rhyme? And why is it so taboo in modern writing?! Screw customs and social expectations when it comes to the words we bleed. We should pen anything and everything that burns within us. And for a long time, it has puzzled me, personally, to see how nearly ALL “traditional” conventions (brilliant as they are) have been kicked to the gutter for this modern trend of simple prose broken into shorter lines (of which I am guilty–I am no better). As for Rhyming, it is awesome and timeless. It has a time and a place, sure; we don’t want…
#truestory Some poison that needed to be bled out in prose tonight.
Back to reality today after a glorious weekend in #CannonBeach. So fun to see other writers participate in #WhereDoYouGo…divulging that special place which refuels them. (Keep ’em coming!) There is something about this particular coastal town that just gets under my skin and invigorates my marrow. It consumes me and awakens my writer soul. There is no other place which inspires me more. In other news…my hair grows about 10″ every year. And it shows. #nojoke #miraclegrow #holymotherofpearl #haircutanyone