Posts Tagged ‘confidence’

Cheesehead Roots: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 7, 2015

Understanding who/
you are means accepting and/
embracing your roots.

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Two Words: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Poem

January 28, 2015

From YOUth,
my head-mind
ego-fed,
unkind,
spoke words
of doubt,
“you’re absurd”,
fear,
“you’re not dear”.

Each time I thought about
doing
saying
writing
joking
dancing
acting
laughing
being
open mic-ing,
improving,
anything-ing,
I’d hear:
“That’s stupid.”
“That’s immature.”
“You’re attention getting.”
“That’s weird.”
“Others will think you’re odd.”
“That’s embarrassing.”
“You’re absurd.”
“That’s not spiritual.”
“You’re a bad example.”
“You’re scary.”
“You’re juvenile.”
“What would Jesus do? NOT THAT!”
“You’re not good.”
“You’re evil.”
“You’re self-centered.”
“You’re a fool.”

For so long
I believed the voice,
the Angst,
the negative,
the stoppage,
until I was living
a blocked
shut-down,
fearing
life.

Then guides
invited me
to take an 8-inch
trip
down,
from my mind,
fearing,
name-calling,
ego,
to my heart.

I like journeys,
so I accepted
the invitation.
I took my hand
filled with thoughts
from my head,
and placed it
and them
on my heart.
There I felt
the warmth,
tenderness,
and love
growing from deep within.

As I heard-thought
those words
of fear
and rejection
and shame,
from my head,
my loving,
kind,
big,
gentle
heart
listened to them,
those embarrassment / hate words,
then simply,
calmly,
lovingly
but forcefully
whispered:
“Or not.”

Advice To New Poets: Revolutionary IMprov Poetry

April 12, 2011

New poets lack the confidence
that comes from experience.
When you first start
everything makes you wince.
but when you practice getting it out there,
you find you just don’t care
as much.
You’re just glad you can touch
your creative core,
because it lets you share more.

Confidence Does Not Equal Womanizing: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

December 21, 2010

Over 50 years/
of insecure fears/
about females/
assailed/
me./
Finally I can c/
how I’m meant 2b./
My confidence/
surprised her./
But am I, dense,/
now a Womanizer?