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Marie Lukasik Wallace ~ # I LIVE Poetry – I'm passionate about life and writing and all things creative and poetic!


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The Writing Process – Blogging Tour #2

I’ve been tagged by:

Shawn at: http://shawnbird.com/  (a most lovely author of poetry and YA novels. Check her out!)

Shawn has invited me on a blogging tour to talk about my writing process.   I feel like my process is evolving as I have been learning, so I am answering the questions again and elaborating more.

I enjoy learning how others write so I can get clues and improve on my own writing process. I can’t wait to hear what works for you! 

 1.) What am I working on at the moment?

I am currently working on writing my dad’s biography.  He has always been a closed man.  I call him a “vaulted” man.  He has Alzheimer’s and is a recovered alcoholic.  Through various techniques, like Poetry Therapy and my education experience, I am learning more about my dad and developing a relationship with him.

In addition, I’m developing my poetry style.  Usually I jot down phrases of things I notice and put together throughout the day.  I have a small journal I carry sometimes…I also have that great app “Colornote” which allows me to jot a note any time, any place I have my sweet little phone. I love that app!  Sticky notes for my phone…awesome.

Reading the poetry of amazing poets here in the blogging world has inspired me to write more and add juiciness to my work.  I know I’m still clunky at times, and sometimes not as thorough following to the end of a thought, but I do feel I’m getting better.  What I’ve learned from others is that daily  practice,  multiple poems a day, a sprinkling in of quotes and essays, assist me greatly in working it out and keeps the muse going as well.

I’ve always loved writing and getting to know people, so the blogging world has been perfect for me. and keeps me writing.  I used to do a blog about ten years ago and really enjoyed the community.  I also aspire to do a variety of other book projects that are budding for me.

2.) How does my work differ from others of its genre? 

My current writing shows a budding relationship between a daddy and daughter, after 50 years, putting aside all the years of heartache and hard roads and differences from living with an alcoholism to forge a new relationship, leading from a soberly life.  I’m also hoping to offer ways for others to assist their loved ones in living a more quality life if they have Alzheimer’s.

It began with curiosity and a series of questions from a book about a Father’s Legacy and has developed into something more through a willingness to explore and trust.  It’s not an easy road, but it has its rewards.  There is much tenacity involved.

3.) Why do I write what I do?

My dad’s biography began as an adventure to gather some family history and seeking to know him better as a person.  Throughout my life, my dad revealed very little of himself unless it had to deal with the weather or fishing or other activities as part of his outside world.  I found some questions in a book that daddy allowed me to ask which opened a door for us.  Through a lot of patience and tender loving care of my daddy’s feelings and life, he began to trust me enough to work on building his biography.  Through the encouragement of a dear friend, I went from a 3 page essay to taking on the writing of a biography. Writing this way is a challenge and an adventure, but I’m truly enjoying the journey!

Each day brings about new discoveries and delights, and I am finding out how we are alike.  (And many ways I’m glad we are not alike..hee hee)

It’s also been fun to discover ways to access my dad’s memories through poetry and music and patience at getting the uglies out first so he can concentrate on what is meaningful to him.

His words on my last trip were that “You gave me back my life, thank you.”  No, dad I thought to myself, I just listened.  Everyone just wants and needs to belong.

 4.) How does my writing process work?

Because my dad is a vaulted man and has Alzheimer’s, it’s a delicate thing to gather information and to write about his life, especially linearly.  Life stories don’t come to him that way.  Often times I will get the same stories over again, but with new details, so I have to really be on my toes. And there are some stories, I can’t seem to access yet.  So, I’ve developed a system of interviewing him daily and taking notes and saving them in folders by category so as to access them later.

I have a living, breathing outline for my book.  As I discover things about my dad that are important to him or make vital, meaningful connections about his life, I revise it.  So my book is always “evolving” in a really good way!

If you have questions, please fire away!

My main advice to a writer is just write!     Get up everyday and just do it.  :0).

I would love to know what you do.

Here are some people I am tagging.

Phoenixtearshealed

Amy Rose

 


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Friday Flowers

My family has been teasing me because I’ve had such an obsession with flowers in the last few months.  I stop everywhere to take pictures!  I like taking lots of different angles.  These are just a few of my favorites from this week. (The Iris was a late bloomer.)  There are so many more pics I will have to share next Friday.  They bring so much beauty into our lives!     (For you Amy Rose – fellow flower freak…hee hee)

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To Live Poetry – this week

marigolds spider web dew drops

To Live Poetry

See

Colors of blue, purple, green

And colors in between

Cerulean, Magenta, Seafoam

orange flower bursts

jeweled drops

on spider webs

 

To taste

Sweet creaminess of icecream

Spicy salsa chili

Contrast them

on my tongue

 

Hear

Drumbeats that start from

My heart and radiate

To my fingertips

Lilting music of your poetry

 

Touch

The pointiness of grass

Grooves in newly carved wood

A lover’s lips

On mine

 

Smell

Delicate flowers

New babies

The fragrance

Of ones I love.

 

These are just a few

Ways I’ve lived

Poetry this week.

 

 

 


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I Live Poetry- Collaboration

Ribbet collage-I live poetry

I’m Sick Without You

I live poetry like a broken heart
that walks a lost road through shattered dark
that shrinks from receiving any more harm
a creature of silent howls
that sits and cuts its arms

I live poetry like a broken dream
fractured in places hid deep to be seen
collecting my parts from a rubbish heap
pieces of me like a memory
lay round waiting by my feet

I live poetry like a broken mind
long twisted throat around it signed
for a freedom that no words could make
silently gnawing myself to flee
this rope in old strands she frays me

I live poetry like a severed tongue
incapable faltering screaming head throng
vomiting to cease I run on hands and knees
to reach that one place
where all make sense to me

There I live poetry like I’ve come home
I cross that line to find my own
it’s where I belong
with you mother nature
at the heart of the rose

To live Poetry

Inhale the crisp brilliant air

filled with all things fiery and impassioned,

Nature, art, song, words

Pregnant with the seeds of 

Love, peace,

possibility and hope

Inspiration oxygen

permeating my blood

and winding its way

through my physical body

deepening into the tissues

Of my soul.

Write it!

 

This is the beginning of a collaboration poem.  How do you LIVE POETRY?  It’s a quote I wrote that I want to live by. You can see the original post from July 9th, HERE.

Here are the contributing artists so far.  Take as much time as you need and link back to me.  I’d love to know how poets live!

 

Phoneix Tears Healed, Me-Writingwingsforyou

 

 


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Word Warrior Wednesday!

 

Oh my dear friends,

You, who are full of the most delicious words, who have the gift of story and poetry, who use these delectable creatures every day.  Give me your words!   I promise to use them wisely.  The groups I work with LOVE them!   boondoggle, bamboozle, thingamajigger, whatchamacallit, swagger, bouffant…which reminds me.  Below is a video which will trigger fun sound words right out of you!  (G rated- You need this version because the teens’ faces say it all!)

 

  – Bulbous Bouffant.

 

I use these words for my work in Poetry Therapy, a medium which assists others in healing.

You can read more about the “WHY”  here.

Please dear friends, give me YOUR words!   This will be fun.  ~ Marie  :0)

p.s.  The older the words, the better.  Some of my group members used to use these words all the time!  Makes for fascinating stories.


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Texture Tuesdays FUN!

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I LOVE texture!  I’m a curious girl who is a kinesthetic learner. I like to touch everything!!!…consequently I also like to make everything a musical instrument because I feel rhythm all over.

This week my daughter took me with her to a business conference.  While she worked, I got to check out the hotel.  There were some great textures!  The first one is of some posts that framed an entrance to a restaurant.  They were in the shape of a vase and made of wood…it was carved!  And the second was a mirror that was framed in metal.  Very cool mirror.

And the last one is something my dad made for me for my 25th birthday to remind me of all the people who loved me in Texas.

Explore your world in new ways.  What do you find?

Check out Narami’s blog out at:

Tuesdays of Texture: blended in

for more Texture Tuesdays!

 

ENJOY!!! Marie


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Because of Love – An Anniversary Gift

joe kissing me

Because of love

my words are richer

my heart is fuller

my breath and hopes

are deeper,

my world is

more colorful.

 

Because of this

sweet breath of life,

I am truly me

as I am meant to be…

 

** to my beloved on our anniversary.  Thank you for accepting and loving all of me.

You are life’s greatest blessing!  ~Marie  :0)


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My Heart Searches for Your Presence

It was only Monday when you said goodbye

And today is Friday

       Four days

But it seems like eternity.

 

When a strong flame goes out

it’s noticed.

 

Where are you?

 

My heart searches for your presence

           Everywhere

In the air and the touch of the breeze

In a book filled with loving, soulful words,

but, they are not your words.

 

Where are you?

 

They say when a soul leaves this earth

Their energy can still be found

Yet, your soul is still bound to this earth

And I cannot find you.

 

Where have you been?

 

I cannot wait to hear of your adventures

No, they don’t have to be full of whimsical dreams

Of softness and the lilted music of your heart

There is learning in

searching the torrential depths

of one’s soul

 

How do you overcome?

 

You are stronger than you know

Beauty contained is still beauty

But it becomes spirit when it is shared

 

Do not doubt your power to inspire

you kindred spirit

Or to change the world.

 


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World Peace Lessons Learned from Watching Master Chef

My daughter and I watch Master Chef.  For me, it’s spending time with her, but it’s also fun to watch these hopeful chefs create something from nothing and how they face personal challenges and how they transform from the first to last episode.  In the latest episode, there were two chefs, Leslie and Ahran, who clearly didn’t like each other from working together on previous challenges, warring out loud on television.  AND, they got paired together for a cooking challenge.  Everyone hoped this would have a dramatic, chaotic, train wreck effect because these two were so different!  (age, gender, and very different cultural backgrounds)   Onlookers,  including the t.v. audience and fellow chefs, were wanting these heated rivals to fail, but I was secretly pining for them to find common ground, their love of cooking and creating.  

As the episode unfolded, it was the rival’s turn to have their dish tasted.  You could tell from their faces that they were proud of what they had created TOGETHER.  My wishes came true!  Each of the chefs  found value in what the other chef had to offer to this cooking creation and “brought it to the table” per say.   When the Master Chef’s tasted it, they were pleasantly surprised.

As I’ve been on this blogging journey the first time through art, and this second time through stories and poetry, I have come to realize the same common ground, our love for creating…leaving behind all our prejudices, whatever they may be…religion, gender, race, political backgrounds…to enjoy beauty, to create beauty, to inspire beauty.  If the people of our world focused more on how we are alike than different.  If we found ways to work together on a UNITED FRONT…If people are for us, who could be against us kind of concept…What are the possibilities?

Yes, I learned the possibility of World Peace from watching Master Chef….


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Dear Writer … it’s not all about you, ya know! – a reminder

Thoughtful article about the “Why” we write.

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I was going to write a blog post about social media and how I’ve been paring down my use of it, because I’m finding it to be not all that social or the best media for me at the moment. After discussing with a fellow author how disappointing Twitter is (and she cleverly described T. as “like a 4-lane highway at rush hour with cars bumper-to-bumper. It makes me nervous”), I realized what bothers me isn’t not being able to navigate and use Twitter properly, but more the barrage of Tweeps who constantly tweet: Look at me! Aren’t I clever! Buy my book!

Now I’m not saying that I don’t do some self-promotion on there, but I do try to balance that with tweets of value to others, including promoting fellow authors. And I also offer, up front in my profile, what I am prepared do for other Tweeps. Most…

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