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!

How I’ll Stay Safe: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

May 18, 2017

I learned this great Truth: /
Serving in His House daily /
directs me safely.

Fly Me To The Moon Or Not: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

May 16, 2017

I’d sing “Fly Me to/
the Moon”, but only after/
we’ve met and she has.

Words Unspoken, Released: Romantic IMprov Haiku

May 15, 2017

Dare I pen words so/
long pent up, feelings silenced?/
Too late! They’ve escaped!

Not My Poem (A sample)

May 15, 2017

We’ve lived
side by side
for years.
We’ve shared
recipes,
movies,
eggs.
Our kids
have baked cookies
and
walked to school
and
had first day of school photos
and
last day of school breakfasts.
We’ve taught
each other’s kids at church.
We’ve sat
in council meetings
together
as auxiliary presidents.
We’ve been
visiting teaching companions.
We’ve carpooled
and
attended the same
concerts
and
graduations
and
ridden to promenades
and
traded weeks
for lunch bunch.

And
now we’re both losing
our husbands.
Both are dying:
–hers, physically,
and mine, spiritually.

Together we weep
As she faces
the loss of her husband
And I face
the loss of mine.
Two men,
friends,
now disabled.
One by chance,
the other by choice.

I worry about
wearing out my welcome,
but wonder if maybe
our mutual sharing
is helpful.
She can vent to me
about exactly
what’s going on,
maybe in some way
she doesn’t talk
to anyone else.

And
we weep
together
and hold on
together.

What’s Incomplete? Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

May 15, 2017

We may often think/
we’ve thought incomplete thoughts, which/
aren’t, once they’re written.

Tails And Tales Of Trails Not Traveled: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

May 15, 2017

She rode back in my /
life. Would she have Cowgirl’d up?/
Let me tug her hair?

Celebratory Dances Help Me Feel Joy: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

May 14, 2017

Watching my friend dance,/
I felt my mouth’s corners turn/
upward once again.
gunałchéesh

(To read the backstory behind the totem raising, click here for the totem raising story)

Mothers Day, 2017, Tribute: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Prose

May 14, 2017

I texted this to a friend early this morning. As I wrote this, deep in my thoughts were the way my own birth Mother raised me until 10, and how she has been my roommate for the last 6 years; my Mom, who took over raising me through the tough tween and teen years, and who was such a great friend and companion to my father for more than 55 years (and still counting! ); and the mother of my children, who was my friend and companion for decades, and who has continued to love, support and sustain our children.
I think it applies to almost every mother I know, and so, even though I’m not mentioning you by name, I hope you will feel honored this Mother’s Day. And thank you!

Motherhood may start at the birth of children. Some may think it ends when those children leave the nest, but true compassionate mothers continue to provide spiritual, physical, emotional, and mental support and stability and stay connected to their children throughout their life.
You are doing that with your children, and so, on this Mother’s Day, I honor you and respect you and uplift you and wish you a happy and joyful Mother’s Day.

Waking Up Sick: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 14, 2017

My eyes are caked shut./
The only vision I have/
is what God shows me.

Not Passive Aggressive, Are They? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 13, 2017

My poems aren’t meant to/
be passive aggressive, but/
to some they may be.