Daily writing prompt
What’s the best advice you’d give to someone younger than you?
Change your relationship to sensation.
Feel it all but stop assigning it meaning and value judgements.
PROMPT: Best Advice
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Tag Archives: feeling
Tainted (Free Verse)
A gorgeous day:
the sky is blue;
the air is crisp,
and a bird swoops in low
over the field to land
in search of insects.
The sign is kind of a bummer:
It tells me that 13,000
people died here --
most by shitting themselves
into unconsciousness.
(it doesn't use those exact words.)
This is Andersonville --
site of a Civil War prison camp.
Here, I believe in ghosts.
I don't believe in ghosts
when drinking my morning coffee
at my dining room table.
I don't believe in them when I
turn off my bedside lamp.
I don't believe in them anywhere --
anywhere else -- really.
But here they vibrate up
through my boot heals,
and I fear I may
shit myself.
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PROMPT: Nervous
Chemical interactions in (and between) my nervous, enteric nervous, and endocrine systems make me nervous.
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Into the Darkness [Lyric]
Shadow-striped --
Juxtaposing day with night,
And wrong with right,
And never with always --
Down the long striped
Hallway...
Until it ends in darkness.
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PROMPT: Tear of Joy
What brings a tear of joy to your eye?
Feigning melodrama.
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“Autumn Within” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow [w/ Audio]
It is autumn; not without,
But within me is the cold.
Youth and spring are all about;
It is I that have grown old.
Birds are darting through the air,
Singing, building without rest;
Life is stirring everywhere,
Save within my lonely breast.
There is silence: the dead leaves
Fall and rustle and are still;
Beats no flail upon the sheaves
Comes no murmur from the mill.
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Let it Float [Lyric Poem]
Sans fear of dying,
The angst of trying
Is felt and left
To float.
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PROMPT: For a Day
Daily writing prompt
If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?
A Buddha / Bodhisattva (if there’s one about these days.) Why? To feel how his (or her) subjective experience compares to my own.
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PROMPT: Feeling
How are you feeling right now?
Excellent. Thanks for asking.
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Slipknot [Free Verse]
As I walk through the woods,
I flow through something
As it flows around & against me...
-- Like a slipknot --
I don't know what it is.
I just feel the slightest of drags
As I feel the greatest of exhilarations.
The drag is subtle...
-- Like a slipknot --
What it is in me that slips past
Whatever it is in nature --
I don't know.
But I know there is an interaction,
Of sorts,
Like a free end through a noose...
-- Like a slipknot --
