SUPRISE!

I hate surprises- not even fun surprises.

I  don’t like it when I get something I’ve always wanted for Christmas, or when I win a prize or when I lose a button, miss a bus.

This is why:

My brain short of sizzles and I get this trickle of sweat that runs down my spine and I start to sneeze.

So today I picked up a box and got a half dozen tiny glass shards stuck in my hands.

There was blood involved and tweezers and having to dig into my own skin was not exactly a big surprise but it WAS unexpected. I mean, how do you plan on THAT happening?

Just let me add, you have not experienced a surprise in all of it’s glory until you sneeze into a tiny pool of your own blood and it splatters back up into you face.

Surprise.

Look What I Dug Up

wp-1451899969848.jpegLast Summer I made it a point to write on my blog every single day and I did.

I did it when I was tired and distracted, when I felt creative and when I did not feel so creative and I learned something in those forced marches.

I write poetry.

Who would have thought?

Not me.

I had all of these ideas about Poets and what they did and the ‘image’ sort of put me off.

But then I decided if I stick with what I know, it should work out okay. What I found was that it’s like playing the guitar- you can use these riffs to add something to the music- poetry is a riff, another way for me to express myself.

I was worried if I wrote poetry it would be all about ‘what touched my soul’ and deep and meaningful thoughts- no that I don’t have those, but you know I’m not exactly a deep thinker so I wasn’t sure how that would work out for me.

Then I discovered I could write poetry about monsters and nightmares and twisted sprits and ghosts and cemeteries and what haunts us and I was in.

Next thing I did was to come back to this blog and just put my thoughts down and get back to the challenges at the Soul Food Café because they work- plus I’d rather come here and talk as opposed to Facebooking it.

So, here I am at the Crossroads again- and unlike last time I think I know which direction to take.