Showing posts with label Emotions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emotions. Show all posts

Thursday, November 5, 2020

Overwhelmed

 

Overwhelmed 

The grayness
overwhelms me.
Then, I see
the sun break
through the clouds.
My spirits rise.

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Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Unmasked


Unmasked

I put on my mask
to hide feelings
I don't want
anyone to know.

I spend the rest
of the day worrying
that they might show.

How long will it be
until I am unmasked?

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Thursday, June 16, 2016

Inside Story


Inside Story

What we hide
inside does not
die in silence.
It whispers
to us during
our quietest hours.
Stores up great power.
Emotions felt
but not spent
remain attached
to our memories,
ready to break out
from behind walls
made out of fear.

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Thursday, April 10, 2014

Poetry and Emotion



I mentioned in my last post that Wordsmith Studio holds weekly Twitter chats on Tuesday night (#wschat). This past Tuesday, we chatted about poetry. During one of the chats, the thought was expressed that some people may shy away from or even fear reading poetry because it may elicit an emotional reaction.

A few years ago, I wrote a poem called, Lifetime Guarantee. It talks about the staying power of emotions. As the link notes, I had gone to see an exhibit about the year 1968. As I was going through it, I started to feel uncomfortable, sad and pretty drained. I finally realized that I was feeling some of the emotions that I had felt when the various events that occurred that year had taken place.

Last November, I read "JFK Assassination a Collective Memory for American Children" on the CNN blog. Here is a quote from the  piece:

Flashbulb memories, as they're called by memory experts, are vivid remembrances of significant events; a mental snapshot of the who, what, when and where -- and the emotional fallout.
These memories, according to neuroscience writer and professor W.R. Klemm, can be particularly reinforced by the images associated with them.

Although 50 years had passed, I was able to put together a pretty detailed description of hearing the news of President Kennedy's assassination in the poem, Where I Was. And yes, I did cry when I was writing it. I also had a strong emotional reaction to other poet's work on the same topic.

Because of my involvement with a bereavement support group, I have become more comfortable with expressing my emotions. In fact, I have told the group that I probably never would have started writing poetry if I hadn't attended the group.

What are your thoughts about the emotional reactions triggered by poetry? Have you dealt with this in your writing or reading? Does it make you uncomfortable or have you come to terms with it?

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Thursday, December 5, 2013

Anger

 
Anger
 
Feels like fire.
The kind that
used to drive a
steam locomotive.
It doesn't just
create heat.
Energy builds
until it is ready
to boil over.
The need to
 take action is
coupled with
the fear that
you won't be
 able to stop.
Best to open
the safety valve.
 
This poem came out of an exercise in which the writer was asked to describe how an emotion feels. Give it a try. You may be surprised at where your mind takes you.
 
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