So I dropped the ball with #projectpoetry. Why? Well I think the combination of a very stressful month, too many things to do, and an ongoing struggle with depression worked together and force me to shut down non-essential services. You know Eskom has been load shedding, the Post Office is on strike and I was out of action for a bit too. It happens. What I’ve learnt about myself over the last year is that when I get to this point a little time out is the only thing that helps me from slipping into a more permanent version of the doldrums that I’ve been in. My mental health is a precarious balancing act and sometimes I get the balance wrong. So after a week and a bit of serious self care, I’m back and feeling pretty good. Yay!
What does self care entail for me?
Getting 8-9 hours of sleep a night
Spending much less time being social
Spending less time on social media or in any other emotionally charged environment
Doing low energy expending, nurturing activities like making pickles. (Yes pickle making is self care, I can do something that has a tangible result, is mildly creative, it an act of love and service for my family and doesn’t require too much effort beyond the repetitive chopping of veggies.)
I may just coin my own term for self care: conserve and preserve.
So I’m back, and coming up will be the recipes for sweet and sour pickled peppers, and bread and butter pickles. Also something to look out for, a review on the single most mindblowingly excellent queer poetry anthology I have ever read… #PoemsForTheQueerRevolution.
You don’t know what #ProjectPoetry is? Surely this isn’t the first time you’re reading one of my poems. If it is, then go read the last 4 poems posted under the heading #ProjectPoetry and you’ll have all the explanation you need.
This weeks poem has the theme of animals as chosen by Flat White Concepts
Previous poem by CupcakeMummy here.
Looking past this place
Through the ever mist
Half closed eyes
Jungle, rich and verdant
Breathes a slow echoing rhythm
Only wild things understand
The sun feels the same
Fur gleams warm,
Perched on man laid stone
Or swaying bower
Homage to lithe predator
Lays dormant in sinuous curves
From scythe and claw
From impatient tail
From liquid golden gaze
There once was a lady named Cupcake
Her poetry should have rhymed but it didn’t
While studying meter
She tripped over syntax
And exclaimed “fuck it I’d rather write free verse”
Previous poem by CupcakeMummy
#ProjectPoetry is a creative writing collaboration between 4 bloggers; GreenLydia, Flat White Concepts, CupcakeMummy and myself.
Every week we each write a poem. The first line of the poem comes from a highlighted line in the previous poets poem.
so without further ado…
To be seen
Mounds of flesh an epiphany
Hands that discover,
Those hidden spaces
Curves and straight planes
Gentle susurration of
To clothe skin left too bare
A mind laid naked
A body acquiesces
Reading history in Braille
Staccato of scars and soul
That smooth under confident caress
By intimate alchemy
So, yeah if you’re new to the #ProjectPoetry posts, here’s the skinny.
#ProjectPoetry is a creative writing project written in collaboration by 4 bloggers, a poem a week, 4 weeks.
Each poem starts with a line from the previous poets poem.
My iPad is an asshole and refuses to let me paste hyperlinks to my blog posts so please check the end of this post for a links to the previous poems.
Smile like it’s alright
Hold perfect poise
Don’t let the mask slide
to ease other’s concern
Nothing to see here
Nothing to learn
Learn how to carry it
by your eyes
Smile lines can hold a perfect disguise
Though when the mask slips
And the cracks begin showing
You can not be angry at them for
A smile as a mask
A smile as defenses
A smile to hide darkness
Cupcake Mummy – http://cupcakemummy.wordpress.com/2014/10/04/projectpoetry-round-3/
Flat White Concepts – http://theflatwhiteblog.wordpress.com/2014/10/01/projectpoetry-3/
GreenLydia – http://greenlydia.wordpress.com/2014/09/30/project-poetry-week-3/