To Write is to Be Insane


"To write, I decided, is to be insane. In ordinary life you look 
sane, act sane-just as any mother of five children. But once you 
start to write, you are moonstruck, out of your senses. As you 
stare hard inward, following behind your eyes the images of 
invisible places, of people, of events, and listening hard inward 
to silent voices and unspoken conversations-as you are seeing a 
story, hearing it, feeling it-your very skin becomes permeable, 
not a boundary, and you enter the place of your writing and live 
inside the people who live there. You think and say incredible 
things. You even love other people-you don't love your children 
and your husband at all. And here is the interesting thing to me,
when this happens, you often learn something, understand something
that can transcend the words on the paper."

*This is a quote that a friend found in a book. The book was about 
writers during the early 1900s. I do not know who the author is. 
If you know who the author is, I would happily give credit.  

Image by andreas160578 from Pixabay 

Poetry Quarterly Publication


I’m very excited to announce that my poem “Hope” has been published in the beautiful print publication Poetry Quarterly.  This is the slightly delayed publication of their Fall 2020 edition.  This Highly Selective press is packed with 119 pages of beautiful poetry.  If you would like to support this Indi publisher, you can purchase a copy of the book HERE .

I am also honored to share this publication with a very prolific and talented writer, Megha Snood!  Megha’s work can be seen in quite a few publications and online literary magazines as well.  Megha tells about her publication in PQ HERE.

Prolific Press publishes a number of different books & magazines, including Poetry Quarterly.  They promote writers, poets and education through these different venues. Please enjoy browsing through their many publications HERE.

Copyright (C) 2021 Penny Wilson

 

Fickle Bitch


The bitch

I sat there
in my usual spot

fingers poised

awaiting her dominion

It will begin 
as a trickle

I peck my way
across the page

She takes hold
and the scenes 
unfolding behind my eyelids 
magically find their way
to the page

Magic

It really does
feel like magic

She has hold of me

My fingers glide
unbidden
forming the images
in my mind's eye

The world around me
forgotten

It's just me
and the page

This is the 
magic my muse 
wields for me 

But not today

My Muse
broke our appointment
again

The fickle bitch

Copyright (C) 2021 Penny Wilson

*The original version of this was written in 2018.
I liked it very much back then, but I've revised
and refreshed it here. I hope you enjoy.

Write the Darkness


Where we’re placed 
may yield happiness 
or sorrow

True happiness 
must be wild and untamed 
overgrown 
tendrils sprouting 
through the broken windowpanes

The childhood bedroom 
where you hid 
under thin blankets 
coerced you 
only to a trail 
of grief

Again led 
to the dying 
of summer

What was allowed 
as transparent as glass 
paramount 
on the path before you

Write the darkness 
and be still

The scars will heal

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson

Image by Peter H from Pixabay

Between the Lines


The words 
flowing across the screen 
speak for me  

A voice 
when I have none

The words 
hurl daggers 
at unseen tormentors  

They also caress 
and soothe 

The words 
curse 
scream 
sob 
or whisper  

They also 
laugh 
chuckle 
and delight

With them I am lifted 
to ecstasy 
flying 
on invisible wings

Or 
they show the view 
of my mental torture 
my cell 
of hellish nightmares

No matter the day 
I always find myself 
between the lines

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson

 

Writing Prompts-Some Things Are Meant To Be


I have had a terrible itch to write the past few days but nothing 
came.  So I tried something different.  I Googled "Writing 
Prompts for Poems" and came up with tons of ideas.  So I 
browsed the prompts and wrote down the words or phrases that
I liked: 

Standing in line 
The sound of silence 
Overgrown 
Trust issues 
Locked in a jar 
On shaky ground 
Life-as planned 
Dear Reader 
Some things are meant to be 
Strangest dreams

From these words, I came up with the poem below. 
I call it "Some Things Are Meant To Be". Not my 
best work, and I didn't use everything, but I 
like the way it turned out. See what you think. :)

Dear reader 
some things 
are meant to be 

The sound 
of silence 
overgrown 
under the lid 
of this jar 

I've got trust issues 
and stand on 
shaky ground 
giving me 
the strangest 
dreams 

Life- 
not as planned 
but some things 
are meant to be

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson

So what tricks do you use to get your self inspired to write?  

Eureka! The Humble Thesaurus


Why is the thesaurus so great?  This is resource that will expand and improve your creativity in ways you never knew!  This common tool is something that I had overlooked for YEARS!

I’ve been blogging for several years now.  5 or 6, I think.  My blog has changed and evolved a few different times.  Right now, I mostly focus on poetry.  I now write my poetry with a minimum of 2 tabs open on my computer.  One to actually WRITE the work and another, my new-found Best Friend, the thesaurus.

If I am trying to convey a feeling and I don’t seem to be able to find the right word for it, I always jump over to the thesaurus.  In poetry, you want what you are trying to express to flow in a way that is pleasing to the reader.  If it doesn’t, your work will fall flat.  One word can make all the difference in the world.

I’ll give you a few simple examples.  If I want to say that I’m angry in a poem or story, rather than use the word angry, my thesaurus suggests fury, indignation, rage, passion and many more.  I find these much more creative ways to express anger.  Don’t you?

Another example.  If I want to express that I am sad, my trusty thesaurus suggests the words bitter, dismal, wistful and many others.  Sound better?  I think so too.

To me, using the thesaurus can make or break a poem or story for you.

In the tiny Elfchen below, titled A Splash of Starlight, in the 4th line, I used the word illuminated rather than the boring word, lit.  A much more eloquent way of expressing the same thing.

a
splash of
starlight bathed the
night and illuminated our
love

My revelation of the thesaurus, described above, may be something Old Hat to many of you out there.  But to many others, this may just be the thing that unlocks that creative inner voice that has been trapped inside you!  You can find Thesaurus . com HERE. 

So, tell me, what revelation in writing have you discovered that helps you?  Please share!  

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio from Pexels

Poetry of My Heart


The poetry 
of my heart 
spills 
onto the page 

in blue ink 
and fervent sighs

The poetry 
of my heart 
is written 
on the wings 
of dreams

and nights 
of longing

The poetry 
of my heart 
negate shadows
of terrors 

not voiced

The poetry 
of my heart
stands tall
against 
this
world

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
 
 Photo by Alex Azabache from Pexels



Thank Goodness for Pushy People/Good Friends


You know those friends that seem to get just a little pushy with your business on occasion? Well, I’ve got one of those.  He’s pushy.  Not so much like a direct push-you-down-the-stairs kind of way.  But a sort of nagging, poke-you-in-the-ribs, gently, nudging, kind of way.

I have been feeling less than inspired these days and this friend took notice.  We have become pen pals, of a sort.  Those of you too young to know what a Pen Pal is, look it up!  It’s fun!  I’ve found that he’s a terrific listener.  🙂  With everything that is going on in this world, it’s important that we stay connected in some way, even if it cannot be in a physical way.  Thank heavens for the internet, right?  So I now have this new “connection” with someone that I haven’t had before.  It’s been nice!

In a recent correspondence, my friend said to me,  “Just Write!  Don’t worry about what you do – Just Write and you can go back later and look at it again.
Not everything is a hit – Baseball players are stars with a batting average of .300 – only 3 out of 10 at bats with a hit.”

That is a terrific way to look at it, isn’t it?

I’m starting to get that itch again to write and have written a few things here and there.  That “spark” has begun again!

So, Thank You, Dear Friend, for nudging me, poking at me and most of all for being there for me.  ❤

Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson