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The Journal of Genevieve Sturrock I Don't Know How To Start
04/27/2009 05:03 p.m.
can i pick a poem up in the middle? i simply cannot find the introduction to the thoughts in my head. images that need vocalizing, emotions that burn to shared, ideas that are getting tangled up with my day to day necessities....i feel a bit like a bottle of ketchup, turned on its side, full to the brim and no matter how hard i shake it, smack, thump it...it just won't flow. i imagine someday it will come flooding out and drown me, losing all the delicacy of thought and emotion in a huge gushing of words, leaving it unpalatable and soggy...bleh.
I am listening to my son's cat doing something it shouldn't
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| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/27/09 at 05:15 PM Oh, definitely start in the middle if it's all you have! The beginning may come after. Sometimes, I think, we can't define the life of the words once they come tumbling out. They just come, and sometimes, they make a surprising journey that we never expected, but find later that it was just what was needed. |
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| Posted by A. Paige White on 04/27/09 at 06:57 PM ahhhhhh... Alison's words lately just set me at peace. See. Even your journal entry is poetry. I loved the ketchup image with the soggy ending. Thank you for leaving such a wonderful comment in my journal. It means more than I can express today. ((Big hugs)) |
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| Posted by Shonda Chrissonberry on 04/27/09 at 11:47 PM Yea ~ what they said and then some!!! |
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| Posted by Aaron Michael on 05/06/09 at 09:48 PM poetry doesn't have a beginning or an end. you make it what you want it to be, Veive. rock on, and write on. |
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