An Inaudible Whir

This is the poem that came out of a previously mentioned 10 minute writing exercise:

The Roaming ~ by Cameron Lindsay

An Inaudible Whir
From my mind was heard.

You'd know because you feel it,
Perhaps as much from you as me.

I grew envious of the clouds, their freedom,
And their taunts, in voices I swear they had.

The sound (?) from me began as soon as my mind
Completely rebelled. Needles on my neck, I too took flight.

Drifting off the cliff, with Vagabond zeal, I knew:
"When you roam, do as the Roaming do."

I think I should try to clean it up more, but I don't think it's bad for ten minutes.

Instant Poetry

In class today, we had a prompt to turn out a poem in ten minutes using specified items in the content.

I've rewritten the guidelines for the exercise below, in what I find to be a humorous style!

Exercise: Quick-Rising Insta-Poetry!

Recipe:

- 1 familiar adage, aphorism, or clichéd turn of phrase
- 5 of these 8 words, to taste:

• Cliff
• Needle
• Whir
• Voice
• Blackberry
• Cloud
• Mother
• Lick

Mix ingredients well for 10 Minutes and prepare in preferred style.
Break into Ten Lines.

Serves Many.

I'll post the poem that came out of my exercise in the near future.

Back to Port

So, I originally set this up a year ago to be a dual-purpose receptacle and showroom, for miscellaneous thoughts and writings, with the idea of getting comfortable with having my writing publicly available.

That's kind of been a struggle to me, but now I've returned to class and I'm going to try to share at least some of my classwork, and hopefully some other musings or things I feel like writing about.

This is a short update, because I don't really feel like having much fanfare about how I didn't write publicly at all last year, and now I'm back on the bull to see if I can fit more of my life and thoughts into 8 seconds.

Anyway, if you're interested, please stay tuned!