Why And How I Write: CyranoWriter’s 7+ Years Of Poetry, Prose, Photography And Creativity

May 8, 2016

More than 7 years ago, in January, 2009, I heard a poet read at President Obama’s first inauguration. I thought: “I can do that!” And so I started.
Making a goal of writing and posting a poem or creative piece every day, I put my creative thoughts into this blog. Most are short poems, which I try to make into Haiku (they are in the sense that they are 5/7/5). Some are longer. Some are free verse. Some are prose pieces. Some are silly. Most are serious and observational.

All of them feed my soul.
(Here is a great piece from Dead Poets Society / Robin Williams)

During the more than 7 years since then, I’ve written more than 6500 poetic and prose pieces. Along the way, I’ve discovered / invented three different types of electronic media poetry: ConTEXTing, IMprov, and ImproVerse. Each of these three has to do with an electron delivery method (phone texting, Instant messaging or IMing, and improv voice recognition.)

Some of the pieces are “romantic” in nature (I’m currently single, have been for nearly a decade, so these writings talk about the pathos of that state). Others are observations of either nature or human nature. Many deal with the issues we all face daily. And still others are just thoughts and musings, prompted by my observations of what is happening around me. Some are augmented by my photography. Most are left for you, the reader, to visualise in your mind. All of these reflect how I see the world, and what living and observing and just being means to me.

My hope, my dream, is that people will read my work and “see new”. They’ll think about how they see or what they feel about the things I see and feel. And, most importantly, I hope my writing, day after day after day after day, will inspire others to simply see, to observe the amazingness happening around them, and to capture it in whatever form or style they choose.

People tell me “I used to write. I wish I could write more. I need to write more.” To them — to YOU — I say: “Do.” Because, 7 years ago, I heard another poet. And then, I did.

PS: My work is in chronological order, with the most recent writings immediately following this post. If you are looking for a particular subject or topic, type in some key works in the “Search” bar (above right), and it should bring up all my writing related to that topic. “Prince Charming” seems to be a popular search!

Defying Gravity Go Girl! Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

September 28, 2016

Remember the words/
and how they make you feel now./
Then, do what they say.

Assailing Her With A Pun: Romantic IMprov Haiku

September 28, 2016

If you ask women/
to go sailing on a first/
date, is that tacky?

Why We Keep The Lower Lights Burning: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku Lament

September 27, 2016

Even when you’re a/
bright light, we need to keep the/
lower lights burning.

(Boat wreckage on rocky breakwater)

(Young star pitcher Jose Fernandez killed in boating accident — no lower lights)

The Gospel song “Let the Lower Lights Be Burning” sung by Johnny Cash

7:54 Sunrise View From The Train: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

September 27, 2016

I stopped writing on/
nature’s beauty long enough/
to revel in it.
Jordan River near Bluffdale from UTA's Frontrunner train

Emoticon Frustration: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Poem

September 26, 2016

Is it because I’m out of touch?
Perhaps it’s that I expect too much?
I take my time
to put together witty rhymes
and all I get for my creative flirtation
is a silly one keystroke emoticon.
😦

Missed Abendrot Sunset: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku Lament

September 26, 2016

I could be with her/
there, in the sunset’s glow and/
snow, but she said no.
Wasatch Range sunset with Alpenglow and snow

Learning Alone Not Lonely: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

September 26, 2016

I hate to admit/
that I could learn to be by/
myself much better.

Lace-Winged Lake Fly On The Southbound Train Window: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Free Verse Poem

September 26, 2016

She,
lost and trapped,
would never fulfill
her divine purpose.

Instead,
I saw her.
Old lake front habits surfaced,
and I reached out
to remove her.

But then,
I stopped,
placed her gently back.

We had a moment.
Her dainty body
unexpectedly
lifted my spirit
and beautified my world.

Then,
like an angel,
she climbed higher,
and vanished,
leaving only the memory
of her
with
and in
me.

As Folks Fall: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

September 26, 2016

As folks fall, reach out./
If they turn away, you don’t/
have to watch them crash.

Ban Emoticons: Romantic IMprov Haiku

September 25, 2016

When you can’t think of/
something interesting to say,/
maybe think harder.
;-P