A COLUMN ABOUT NOTHING

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Monday, January 5, 2004

Try this writing exercise! EMPOWERMENT!

Let the mind wander to focus-- Sheridan Plau This is fun, really! Only takes a few minutes. You will like it! ü 5 minutes free write-Peter Elbow ü Make an assertion from your "free write" ü Write about the assertion-how you feel about it ü Have your partner tell you what they think as you read 2... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 4, 2004

A FREE BOOK FOR MY FELLOW BLOGGERS! Enjoy!

Happy New Year! from poetjpb Check out: "POETRY" COLUMN, RAUCOUS MIRACLE FOR A FREE BOOK FROM ME! No fine print. Really. I've sold 2 dozen copies of my book, RAUCOUS MIRACLE, just to friends and family who ask (I am not a salesperson). It’s about people, places, love, loss, God, Fear, Writing,... Sign in to see full entry.

HUNGER , a short poem to marieth in journal

ITCH Wedging between your fleshy ribs, I find bones where the clench of privation propels me to gnaw. I crawl onto cool sheets, and press my knees to my chest. I wait for your fingers at the curve of my neck. No touch warms me tonight, only words, hollow in the empty space, cold and grumbling, with... Sign in to see full entry.

POEM #4 YET ANOTHER MINI POEM ON WRITING...

I'M NOT WEIRD ENOUGH I used to think I wasn't weird enough to write poetry, or old enough, or smart enough, or important. Now that I'm old enough wise enough, smart enough, I'm just too damned tired! (C)2003 jpbrown Sign in to see full entry.

#3 THE SHORTEST POEM ON WRITING

VAN GOGH'S EAR What would you put in Van Gogh's chair? Would you have cut off your ear? (c) 2003jpbrown Sign in to see full entry.

WRITER'S LAMENT, SHORT POEM #2

WRITER'S LAMENT... Oh sweet rapture to capture submerged suggestions from my brain, fleeing runaway, untamed on paper-- run amuck on spongy terrain. Fleeting, freeing, evanescent thought briefly escaping my arrest, with wooden pencil cleverly caught, rehabilitating the little pest. (c)2003 jpbrown Sign in to see full entry.

INSOMNIA, A SHORT POEM FOR SADDAM

Dec. 14, 2003 Dedicated to Suddam... INSOMNIA I wake in the middle of the night, and feel my fear working its way out like an earthworm, wriggling to the light. (c)2003 jpbrown Sign in to see full entry.

To Strdncr5 or anyone out of work--Hang in there! Shame on me!

HANG IN THERE! Any work yet? What do you do besides writing that is? Or what would you like to do? What did you do previously? Could this be a time to pursue your dreams? I am a dreamer I guess. I have been stuck in a job (teaching school) I don't like but I am humbled. At least I have a job that... Sign in to see full entry.

Succumbing...Each letter like a drop of blood from a pinprick...

So my journey begins here. The first meeting was held Tuesday, May 20th. I survived. I survived the crowded room, the chit chat of small talk, the fear of my incompetence and, of the unknown. What am I doing here? I’ll never be able to write with people crowding my elbows from both sides. Succumbing... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, December 29, 2003

Living vicariously through my sister who visited Paris

HEMINGWAY'S CHAIR Here I sit in Hemingway's chair on a narrow street, in a Paris cafe, the pastry dry, and the coffee long cold. Peeering into nameless faces, raw specs of humanity hide behind darting eyes as they try to avert my stare. poetjpb (c)2003 all rights reserved Sign in to see full entry.

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