Time ticks quickly away. None of us can stop it, but we can engage our nows. We can open our eyes and see the opportunities before us. We don’t have to look to nostalgia to fill our memories. When you are gifted time, you find space to create and to go after those dreams you’ve been wishing.
For me, I want to expand my creative practices. I want to try new art forms and build words in diverse formats. Things like art journaling, gluebooking, and found poetry are a few of my favorite creative practices. When I am gifted time, I play with words and colors and images. It’s a different way for me to keep writing.
Tonight’s Lemonade Story is a series of newspaper black out poetry selections. Earlier today I was gifted hours of time while traveling rain soaked roads. I decided to use the time to practice found poetry. It was creative space for contemplative thinking.
Find one launch
Stars appear in natural you
Signal the potential
To escalate be
Form her plea
To want nothing but
Unforeseen pieces fall
Upsetting the low with
The idea to open want
This post is in the final days of my 31 Days of Writing challenge and the second half of the lemonade stories. There will always be stories to tell and moments of when.
It’s about taking the sour things of life and reframing them to find the sweetness of faith, hope, and resilience. I hope you’ll join me on this month-long journey. You’ll also find me sharing bits and pieces on my Twitter and IG accounts. I’d love to see you here, and you can also subscribe to my blog/newsletter here.