Bee’s Poem of the Day – Poem Madlib

So another sleepless night for me. I hope Carol Anne is getting some sleep. I have been sleeping about three hours then needed the toilet and there it went. Had a cup of coffee with the husband who now breathes deeply beside me and sleeps.

Done morning pages and the #frapalymo posts. #frapalymo is a German poetry project every November. I translate the prompts and do a bi-lingual poetry post. It’s great. The lady who does it has brilliant and versatile ideas for prompts. But maybe that is the reason why I am not much poetic lately. Am “overpoetisised” LOL. Love to make words up 😁.

Let’s see what sort of poem could I do. Oh, I know! I could use “Language is a Virus” again.

If you don’t know the page go and check it out even though I think their writing and poetry apps are not much accessible for visually impaired readers. However they have a couple of interesting posts about poetry in general too. Like “66 Experiments by Charles Bernstein” It is great what you can do with poetry. I won’t do any of those though.

Writing poetry is like therapy for me. It allows me to create something positive with what is going on with me. That is why I like to do it daily. Not all is good poetry but practise makes you a better poet and as J. Cameron says:” you need to allow yourself to be a bad artist to become a good one!”. I like that.

Am I babbling? Probably. 😊. Muddled mind 😁. Ok, I better stop here and use one the apps in “Language is a Virus!”

Ok, I used the “poem madlib” and I am not impressed but it must do 😁

Gently i have never Runs, Here beyond
any Bed, your Sun have their Sleepily:
in your most Happily Hobbit are things which Hopps me,
or which i cannot Shops because they are too Now

your Drunken look Red will unRides me
though i have Fights myself as Ring,
you Survives always Dragon by Dragon myself as Princess Fights
(Worriesing Green, Grey) her Courageous King

or if your Queen be to Dances me, i and
my Fairy will Dances very Never, Over,
as when the I of this Bed Walks
the You Here everywhere Singsing;

nothing which we are to Flies in this Sky Sleeps
the Heavens of your Badly Flowerpot: whose Beach
Wakes me with the Sea of its Sorrow,
Hopesing Sky and Forest with each Crashesing

(i do not Soars what it is about you that Steps
and Drives; only something in me Copes
the Tree of your Sun is Greatly than all Princess)
City, not even the Mountain, has such Red Goat

– The Bee & e.e. cummings

any Bed, your Sun have their Sleepily:
in your most Happily Hobbit are things which Hopps me,
or which i cannot Shops because they are too Now
your Drunken look Red will unRides me
though i have Fights myself as Ring,
you Survives always Dragon by Dragon myself as Princess Fights
(Worriesing Green, Grey) her Courageous King
or if your Queen be to Dances me, i and
my Fairy will Dances very Never, Over,
as when the I of this Bed Walks
the You Here everywhere Singsing;
nothing which we are to Flies in this Sky Sleeps
the Heavens of your Badly Flowerpot: whose Beach
Wakes me with the Sea of its Sorrow,
Hopesing Sky and Forest with each Crashesing
(i do not Soars what it is about you that Steps
and Drives; only something in me Copes
the Tree of your Sun is Greatly than all Princess)
City, not even the Mountain, has such Red Goat
– The Bee & e.e. cummings

Author: Bee Halton

Hello, nice to meet you! Please come in, have a cuppa of your favourite beverage and make yourself comfortable. My name is Bee and I am your hostess on an extraordinary journey: the exploration of self and of self-care if that is what you are looking for. I am curious: Where have you come from? And where are you going? You have no clear answer to that? Well, you are not alone. That is exactly the point that I found myself in on a cold January evening in 2018 at my old day job: Sales Assistant in a British supermarket. I was filling up shelves and tables with bread and rolls and suddenly knew I could not do it anymore. I knew I had to leave this job and discover why I was born and what the purpose of my life was. And at the same time, everything inside myself revolted against this knowledge. “I can’t do that! I can’t let Andy (my husband) down!! How would I pay the bills? What on earth am I thinking?!” So I left and called in sick the next morning. It extended to several months after which I tried to come back and just do what I used to do: Subdue my inner voice and keep paying the bills. It didn’t work, as you probably guessed. Since then I have had a thousand ideas of how I could make a living and many job applications which all led to nothing. I have been through fear, frustration and resentment of a situation I felt that I have brought myself in. Most of all, I felt guilty. Guilty that my family struggled/struggles with money and that my husband works like a donkey to keep us going. I felt that I let my loved ones down and that at last, I have shown who I really am: A total loser! I am at rock bottom. I don’t really understand why I am in this place (well, of course, I left my job without having another that’s the obvious bit) however, I believe there is always a reason why we experience certain things. There is a lesson to find in this and I have decided to find the lesson and to find the answers. When I left the day job I was utterly exhausted. Not only on a physical level but on a mental level too. I used to deal with the mental exhaustion with getting help from the Wellbeing service which usually was cognitive behavioural therapy. This time around I could not get therapy. So I decided to work with what I have: A brain that is capable of thinking and the internet which can give me the information I need. And an un-denying connection to powers that are not obviously seen in this physical reality. However, they look. The tools I am using currently to find the answers are daily meditation, working with positive affirmations, daily walks with the dog, gardening, self-help and self-improvement books and writing. Blogging more correctly. And a huge part plays creativity: photography and creating mugs that motivate writers and bloggers to write. My life is a work in progress. Or maybe it is just a proper midlife-crisis. It definitely is a journey and I want to take you with me. Come and see what’s out there. Come and share your experiences and let’s go together. Because journeying and discovering is always more fun together. I = BEE HALTON On a spiritual journey Self and self-care explorer happily married 2 best husband (Jeremy Clarkson voice) in world blogger occasional book reviewer poetess, constant book, quote and blog sharer & proudly owned by @Sherkshound, Also certified Teacher of English as a Second Language Teacher, Sales Assistant with an NVQ in Retail & Diploma in social work with main subject work with the elderly Compared by NARIC as British Bachelor degree standard, Currently learning to code via freeCodeCamp

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