Lunar Lessons

Full Moon

 

Writers are like the moon.

Orbiting the worlds they create.

Controlling the ebb and flow

Of what happens below.

 

I thought this was going to be a longer poem but it didn’t go anywhere and after fighting what I thought it should be, I realized that this was how it was always going to be, short and sweet. Working on this blog and writing on a more regular basis I find myself learning a lot about my writing process. Maybe, I have so many unfinished poems, in my metaphorical attic, because I’m trying to force them to be something they’re not. I have a tendency to start a poem and immediately lock in a style and cadence and I have a hard time breaking out of that box.  Even this poem shows that in the line “Controlling the ebb and flow.” I’m trying to control the flow of my writing when I need to learn to just let it be what it wants to be.