No Map Required

sparkling grey and curious
hypno-storifier
own teeth,  phenomenon
seeks
landscape untrammelled
fellow traveller
for transderivational searches
and singularity

This is poem 19 for National Poetry Writing Month.

Today’s prompt: Write a poem in the form of a personal ad!

Letting Go of Unconscious Beliefs

As National Poetry Writing Month continues, I am gaining some fascinating insights into my both writing processes and my beliefs about myself.

I have been discovering beliefs that I do recognise as mine but of which, until now, I had been so vaguely aware that it was a virtually unconscious thought.  It’s like something emerging out of the fog and coming in to focus.

Once it became clear, for instance, that I had been believing that a poem had to be put away for months, recovered, drafted and redrafted before it could be shared with anyone else, I could see that I was behaving as if something someone had once said to me was undeniably and irrevocably true.

Once a vague belief is thrown into sharp relief in this way it becomes easy to see that I have a choice… I can continue as if it were true, or I can decide to let it go.

A Personal Singularity

Narrative NLP = an experience in the moment + freedom from the hold of an acknowledged past + a future of unexpected possibility