Hashtag Poetry #21

Every day in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here is Poem #21:

I’m feeling a bit MEH today, but hopefully will be back to normal tomorrow: lots of fluids and rest, and then an attempt to unpack a brain filled to overflowing with ideas and possibilities. It’s hard to believe that it’s February next week. We’ve been in January for what seems like forever…

Hashtag Poetry #19

Every day in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here is Poem #19:

To be honest, I wrote the best response to this poem in another Tweet. Lemme go unroll it for you 😀

After 26 days of daily writing practice, I have been reduced to a sobbing, emotional wreck by a children’s story. The timing for me, of this, if I were a spiritual person, is not to be ignored. Maybe that’s a sign in itself. @ShareClaw [Poet Clare Shaw] should be doing voice-overs and audiobooks. When you shut yourself off to pain, so many other good, useful and cleansing emotions are also lost. You need to grieve, and rage, and hurt, because if you don’t those emotions destroy the sanctity of everything you are. It took a kids book this morning to point that out.

Feeling everything is a blessing and a curse, and it only now occurs to me that if that ability can be taught to function better, I will get so much more out of both my work and my own ability to interact with the world. Welcome to a New Idea, Brain 😀

Hashtag Poetry #18

Every day in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here is Poem #18:

There is a lot of internal, brain remodelling going on right now. Many things are being altered and shifted about. This means a lot of nightmares, which is when all is said and done, your brain throwing out clutter. It was never going to be an easy fix, this particular step. Let’s hope I have plenty of recycling bags…

Hashtag Poetry #12

Every day in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here is Poem #12:

Been a Week, guys, but we made some huge, massive, brilliant progress.

Hashtag Poetry #9

Every day in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here is Poem #9:

Some days, you find yourself seeing the World through fresh eyes, often when you least expect to. Today has been like that for me. An awful lot has been done as a result. An awful lot more has been uncovered for the first time. It’s the right moment therefore to capitalize on my conclusions…

HASHTAG POETRY #8

Every weekday in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here is Poem #8:

The smarter of you will notice two things. Firstly, this is late, because today I got the priorities misplaced, and a lot of emotional stuff has happened between Friday and here. However, as it is now remembered, we’re back in the game. Secondly, this is now a Monday to Friday gig, so when I get overpowered again by emotion, there’s somewhere for me to go. For now, we’ll work on having this up tomorrow morning 😀

Hashtag Poetry #7

Every day in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here is Poem #7:

It’s been a week full of new possibilities. I started a Podcast yesterday, and it’s been more popular than I ever anticipated, and by that I mean 68% of the people who started listening to it actually finished it. The other 32% of people we don’t talk about. I will be spending the weekend celebrating my triumph.

Hashtag Poetry #5

Every day in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here is Poem #5:

I cannot overstate just how useful it is becoming to take an hour every morning to just listen to someone else. Once this January writing course is over, I need to capitalize on the impetus and do other things, but for now I’m using the time to put down a solid foundation of WIP’s that can be used in February to maybe create a separate pamphlet, or used somewhere else… I dunno, possibly in a Podcast… ❤

Hashtag Poetry #3

Every day in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here is Poem #3:

It’s never fun when the first thing you see in the morning is people having a fight on social media. To be fair, that’s probably most days, but this is the first week of a new year and the country is even more chaotic than usual. Thank the deities, therefore, that I’m off to write poetry for an hour before spending some time in the Gym.

We all have our coping strategies, and these are mine.

Hashtag Poetry #1 & #2

Every day in 2022 I’ll post six lines of unique poetry on Twitter, and then archive it here for posterity with some additional observations. Here are the first two:

Everybody’s starting the year with good intentions. I have so many, but also know deep down that when I hit mid-February and cravings for the Old Ways become too seductive, I could buckle like a sapling in a hoolie. However, this particular plan works well, because currently the first thing I do 95% of the time every morning is write a poem anyway. This way, I can ensure that we up that total to 100%. Most days, I’m responding to someone else’s visual prompt:

I have a debt of gratitude to Dean which will, one day, be settled better than is currently the case. For now, we’re going to post Hashtag Poetry on a daily basis here. It’s like doing #Instaverse, but is considerably quicker and simpler because there is no need for the Alt text required on imagery to make this experience totally accessible. Of course, most people don’t even bother with it, but that’s not me any more. This way gives six lines of my poetry, and everybody can experience it.

I’d say that’s a Win all round.

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