Between winter’s arrival and the volcanic eruptions that are American society, I am trying to get back into poetry. It’s hard though, because with the holidays (now over, thankfully) and the shorter days, I feel like I am in a creative famine. With current events settling into a lull and the roar of the media slowly being smothered, I hope to ease my way back into normal life. In the meantime though, I do 10 minute poems to re-establish and ground my creative work.
10 minute poems are creative exercises that allow you to get past writer’s block, cram some creativity into your day, and allow you express yourself without sacrificing too many “must dos”. Set your timer and let the words run until you hear that stinging little beep. Just a nice, cathartic little slice of time to start the creative flow.
Broken brown eggshells sitting on the speckled counter
A door slammed on the way to work
You are unhappy, but I am too.
As the kale sits by the sink with water droplets drizzling down
Can we just rewind?
In my dream the sun exudes from the western kitchen window
The yolks sizzle in a pan on top of melted butter
from the neighbors cow
There is always fresh, hot toast and scalding coffee
and cream, there is always cream.
And we are not poor and we do not have children
and you awake to the smells and infiltrate my world
We all have dreams. We all love our dreams. We are all in love with our dreams.
Your arm delicately winds along my waist
and as you set me on the counter to whisper in my face
I reach down to grab you and…
Everything is just as it was – sunflowers dancing on the windowsill
Cactus hanging in front of the window
And we love each other in a way that will never die
Only grow with the strength of that western sunrise.
By the way, dear ones, it is important not to let this become a worry. Don’t think about completion, just getting some words down. It’s as if you were just testing colors on a canvas to see if the melt into each other. Simply write and see if the words melt.