Poetry Kicks Ass 3

 Note: If you haven't already, you may want to first read Poetry Kicks Ass, and Poetry Kicks Ass 2.  
    

       In my first two Poetry Kicks Ass posts, I wrote about why poetry does indeed kick ass, and how to set the stage for actually writing that kick ass poetry.
       I will now guide you on how to actually create poetry for the one you love. I’ll start off by sharing my experience of it, and what works for me.
       Words and phrases are constantly popping into my mind. Sometimes they are related to something I’m already thinking about, and sometimes they are out of complete nowheresville. Whatever or however they appear, I either write them down or voice memo them into my iPhone, so I can come back to them later. If I can run with the words or phrases right there, then I do. I stay with them. Within a few minutes, if the original idea or word or phrase was powerful enough, then other ideas will begin attaching themselves to that word or phrase, like leaves on a tree. And again, those leaves are sometimes sequitur and sometimes completely non-sequitur. It doesn’t matter right now. Because the tree is growing.
       If you pay attention to those bits of language that stream through your mind like an endless river, and if you are open to following some of them where they are trying to take you, and write them down, you will create poetry. I promise you that.
       Often times, a certain image, for example a fire, will flash across my mind. Then some word or thought or concept will attach itself to that image, and my mind will begin building relationships between the image, or images, and those words, thoughts, and concepts. I let them run free for a bit, sometimes for a long time, but often, after just a a minute or two, something coalesces and a true sapling gets created. And like a sapling, it already knows what it is. Now it just has to be nourished and grow into itself.
       And sometimes that sapling morphs into something else, several times, before it is ready to grow into what it is. Either way, I stay present. I feel what moves me and what doesn’t. I become part of the flow with where the young idea wants to take me. And I start writing shit down as soon as I can.
       My writing coach, Anika Nailah, shared this fact with me; on a biological level, when you build relationships between these images and words, you are actually creating new neural pathways for your brain. Thus, you are physically creating the biological infrastructure for more creativity. That alone makes this practice worthwhile, even if you never write a complete poem. But you will, eventually, create a poem. As long as you stay at it.  
       This can be an emotional experience. You may start laughing or crying when you write. I sometimes do. Stay available to your feelings and experience them fully. Let the words that are born from those feelings and thoughts touch you. If you do that, your poetry will be more powerful and evocative.
       Some poems really write themselves, and do so in a matter of minutes. Others require more thought, more effort, more crafting. That’s more like writing to me. But the poems that practically grow themselves, while I just pay attention and stay active without getting in the way, well, those are special. The poems themselves may or may not be my best work, but the process of them makes me feel more like a conduit to some higher consciousness; when it’s like that, it’s positively spiritual.
       It’s vital for you to stay present to whatever is coming up for you while you you are in “Poetry Place”. Poetry Place is that place you create when you commit to writing poetry. When you create the time, and surround yourself with the music and the images and the scents you need to write. So just be in that place and pay attention to what comes up. And write it down. And start riffing on it. Write whatever comes up for you, even if you don’t think it has anything to do with writing a poem for your lover. At this stage, it’s all about getting what’s coming up for you onto the page. Don’t focus on anything else but that.
       If you are truly present, then something will show up for you that hits you enough to want to move with it. This is really a process of flowing, not forcing. Think of it as yoga writing. It’s about the flow. The results will come if you are in the flow.
       As you are looking at the pictures and listening to the music and inhaling the scent of the day, if nothing is coming to you, conjure up a specific moment that you shared with your loved one that moves you. Then go into the details of that moment. Where were you? What were you doing? What were you feeling? What were you wearing? What exactly about that moment or period of time was special? Why was it special? Sometimes, a specific detail will provide the springboard for you to write from. Other times, the emotion, or the atmosphere, of the event, will spark your words.
       Poetry is, lets not ever forget, rooted in self expression. The more naked, the more vulnerable, the deeper and more real, the expression, the more powerful the poetry. By expressing yourself so fully, you are taking risks here. So if you are taking risks, then take them. All the way. Don’t hold back. Full speed ahead, Mr. Sulu, and Scotty, give me Warp Factor Ten.
       This extreme vulnerability and expression may be hard for you to reach with your first poems. Don’t push yourself further than you are ready to go, but push yourself. Past your comfort zone. How far out of that zone is up to you. Maybe you have to work up to blasting yourself to frontiers unknown. Maybe that will take a while. And maybe you just decide to go there form day one. There is no right or wrong here. Like meditation, it’s about doing it. Not about how you do it. So your first few forays into this may or may not produce poetry. Don’t get discouraged. Keep coming back to it. Eventually, the fruits will be there. Sometimes when you least expect it. And sometimes in a form that would have been previously unrecognizable.
       If you continue to write poetry, or even if you just continue to put yourself in the spaces to write poetry, you will see things start to happen. In your life. In your relationship. In yourself. If you keep showing up in this vulnerable, expressive, loving, passionate place, your life will grow. Your relationships will deepen. You will literally attract more love into your life, and love comes in many forms. Whether you actually write poetry or not. Because you are engaging in an expansive practice. You are opening yourself up to the possibility of writing poetry for the one you love. Just engaging in that will create differences in your life that will probably amaze you.
       In the next Poetry Kicks Ass post, I’ll give you a little more guidance on how to write a poem for your lover. And then I'll tell you how to present your poems for maximum impact.

©2012 Clint Piatelli, MuscleHeart, and Red F Publishing. All Rights Reserved.   

Flames Not Games

       An intimate relationship is not a game, although plenty of our socialization encourages us to look at it that way. There are lots of messages we get that condition us to contextualize our relationships as a win/lose paradigm. Playing head games in high school is just the beginning of a long day’s journey into night. And that night is dark and lonely if we’re still looking at relationships like games by the time we’re well into adulthood.
       In a game, there’s a winner and a loser. In a game, we compete to win. In a game, it’s a zero sum deal. That’s fine in football. In fact, that structure is part of what makes the game of football exciting. But in a relationship, that structure can be part of what kills it.
       If you’re in a relationship, and it’s a game, then it’s all about you. It’s all about you getting what you want. That’s called “winning”. And in a game, you can only win at the expense of another. I realize that we don’t consciously think like that when we’re dealing with our partner. But the framework of the game is prevalent in our culture, across the board, from business to the bedroom. It takes awareness, and deliberate, conscious actions, to shift our attitudes and behaviors around relationships away from the game paradigm.  
       Your intimate relationship is not a game. It’s a flame. And if you don’t stoke the flame, it dies.
       So how do we stoke it?
       Stoking is another word for feeding. What we put into our relationships defines how we feed it. Are we feeding it judgement, criticism, anger, fear, scarcity, emotional stinginess, and distance? That’s pretty crappy food. Or are we giving our relationship communication, openness, sharing, love, acceptance, joy, fun, playfulness, kindness, and affection? Are we taking risks in the relationship, or are we playing it safe? Here’s where the game metaphor works. In a game, playing it safe for too long leads to predictable results. The same is true for our relationships. In Lacrosse and in Love, taking risks is essential in getting better results.
       You can only give to your relationship, and you can only give to your partner, what you can give to yourself. I’m not of the school of thought, however, that says you have to first give to yourself before you can give to others. I don’t believe it’s that linear. I hold that you can learn to give to yourself by giving to others, and vise versa; if you are fully conscious of that possibility. In other words, if you cultivate the awareness, and create the possibility, that by giving to yourself, you are also giving to others, and that by giving to others, you are giving to yourself, then you can manifest that. But you have to practice that consciousness. You have to bring that into the light of your thoughts and into the light of your actions. If not, it remains just a concept, and not a practice. You can feed yourself, and your relationships, by giving to both, and embracing the reality that when you give to either, you give to everything.
       Relationships are about sharing. And the most important, the most vital, the most precious element you can share in a relationship, is yourself. If you are stingy with that, then no matter who you are with, the relationship will be unsatisfying and unfulfilling. You must share yourself. You must take that risk of opening up and sharing who you are with the one you love.
       That, of course, means that you have to have a sense of who you are. Many of us get stuck there. I sometimes sure do, although far less than I used to. Doing the work to know yourself is critical in having healthy relationships. And, dare I say, far too many of us do not commit to getting to intimately know ourselves. And then we wonder why our relationships don’t work out. Creating intimacy with another is nigh impossible if you are not engaged in the process of creating intimacy with yourself.  
       You can be on the path of self discovery and self invention while you’re in an intimate relationship. In fact, if you’re committed to yourself and to your partner, you’ll always be on that path. There is no need to “wait” for you to get to know yourself. If you wait for that, you’ll always be Mr. or Ms. Eleanor Rigby. Just be fully engaged in the process. That’s all we can ever be anyway. That’s where the juice is. Be there, with your partner, in that exquisite process, together. Holding hands the whole time.
       Your relationship lives in your sharing. Of yourselves. Of who you are. Of what you want and need. Of what your partner wants and needs. Of what you want to give to each other. Stoke the flame with your sharing. Or watch it die under your stinginess of self.
       The flame needs you. Both of you. That doesn’t mean it’s always going to be work, but it will be sometimes. Just like a physical fire, there are times when you are just basking in the beauty and the light and the exquisite glow of that fire. And there are times when you are cutting the wood, carrying that wood to the fire, and stoking and massaging the fire to burn brighter and hotter.
       Enjoy both basking in that fire, and enjoy what you have to do to create that fire. Enjoy chopping the wood as much as you do sitting back and feeling the warmth of it’s combustion. Enjoy the process. If you don’t, you’ll  never truly enjoy the results. Because you won’t get any results. Because you won’t actually do the process. You won’t have a fire unless you take actions to create that fire. It won’t appear by magic. But if you commit to the creation of that fire, if you commit to the relationship, if you commit to yourself and your partner, then the fire will often feel like magic. That’s the beautiful paradox.
       If you feel even a tiny spark of that fire with your partner, stoke it. Don’t choke it. Hold yourself accountable to what you’re doing to feed or famine your relationship, and ask your partner to do the same. Hold yourself, and hold each other, accountable. And hold yourself, and each other, often, period.
       And share yourself. Stoke the fire with the best fuel available: You.

©2012 Clint Piatelli, MuscleHeart, and Red F Publishing. All Rights Reserved

It's Raining Women's Clothes

Over the past few days, I've come across totally intact articles of women's clothing lying around my neighborhood. There's absolutely no evidence of foul play, as the clothing is in perfect condition.

I would love to know the stories behind these pieces of clothing. I guess I could make stories up and post them as fiction. That's a whole 'nother blog though. Which I very well may undertake, in addition to this one. Food for thought. Actually, clothing for thought.

I don't know what this women's clothing strewn around my 'hood is about, but I'm all for it.

The Original Mistress Music

       Recently, I came across something an old girlfriend wrote about me. I’m not going to tell anyone who it was, and I haven’t spoken to her in many moons. Because her anonymity is guaranteed, I’m okay sharing it. And she said if I ever wanted to let people see it, I could, as long as I never, ever, told anyone who wrote it.
       She wrote about me in the third person, because this was a part of her journal, and that’s how she wrote in her journal. I was honored beyond words that she shared this, her most personal of writings, with me. She said it was too good to keep all to herself. My experience is that it's a very flattering observation.
       When I first read it years ago, it almost scared me. She was able to see inside of me so clearly. I felt so exposed and naked. And this was before I was comfortable being that vulnerable. After reading it again now, I am struck by how completely dead on right she is about me. What she said about me then is just as true now. And I realize that her writing was probably the inspiration for my phrase “Mistress Music”, although when I came up with that term, I had totally forgotten about her writing.
       So here it is. A little slice of my reality for all the world to see. By the way, like all my girlfriends, she called me “John”. Not “Clint”.
     
       “Something happens to John when he hears a song that he really loves. Something that doesn’t happen to anybody else I know. He goes into a trance. Suddenly, nothing else in the universe exists, except him and that song. I’ve seen it happen many times. It doesn’t matter where he is when it happens, either. The other day, I saw it happen at a CVS.
       As his girlfriend, it’s a hot, sexy, beautiful, thing to witness. He is so passionate, so totally into that song. I just watch him and smile.
       I have to admit, though, it’s a little scary sometimes as well. Because he goes away so completely, so quickly. All of a sudden, it’s a s though I don’t exist, as though I never existed at all. He’s so consumed by the music. It’s like he’s suddenly making love to that song, his mistress, right in front of me. What woman wants to see that?
       I don’t stay in that scared place long. 'Cuz I realize that, the way he is with that song he loves, is the way he is with me. It’s how he loves. There are lots of times, for example, when we have sex, where I feel like I am the only thing in his world. In those moments, nothing else exists but me. That makes me feel so special. At those times, I am his everything. I am his song. I am the music that enchants him. And I’ve never known anybody who could do that.”

    Amen. And thanx baby.......


©2012 Clint Piatelli, MuscleHeart, and Red F Publishing. All Rights Reserved.

Self Expression On The Playground of Life

       Self expression is a form of play. It is in fact a way to live your life more playfully. Adults often dismiss the importance of play. Conventional wisdom, an oxymoron is ever there was one, holds that play is for children; adults are about work. Work is so important to us, in fact, that many people define themselves by their job. They are what they do for a living.
       I challenge that paradigm. My question is “How’s that working for us?” Are most people happy with their job? Are most people fulfilled by their work? My experience is no. And if people define themselves by what they do, and they don’t like what they do, then they are, ipso facto, not very happy. At least not most of the day, while they are working.
       Don’t fall into the trap of defining yourself by your job. Even if you love it. You are so much more than what you do for a living.
       Regardless of your job or career, you can add joy and happiness and fun to your life by playing. And expressing yourself is playful.
       If you live more self expressively, your life takes on a playful quality. I’ll give you a simple but powerful example. I have a t-shirt with the symbol of The Flash on it. It’s bright and colorful. It says something. It makes a statement about what I like. So it’s expressive. I bet I get more play out of that shirt than the guy in the Georgio Armani suit. Unless that suit is in an expressive color. Like purple. In that case case, it’s a tie between the shirt and the suit. How do I know this? Because I have both. And I wear both. And I pay attention.
       I’m a bold person. I make bold statements, in many ways, about who I am. About what I am. My experience is that those who get me, really get me, And really love me because they get me so well. And those who don’t get me just don’t. But to those people who don’t get me, I would say this; “I’ll let you in closer if you want. I’ll reveal more of myself, if you’re up for it. If you want to get to know me better, I won’t hide just because you may end up not liking me.”
       I’m not suggesting you have to be like me. That’s not the point. I'm suggesting you be more you. Whoever that is. And I'm suggesting that when you are more self expressive, however that shows up for you, however you do it, you are more engaged in your life. When we risk self expression, we engage in a form of play that engages others. We connect to others. And the rub is that many of us do not care to engage. Do not care to connect. Or we are afraid of engaging and connecting. So we live less expressively.
       When we interact with people, the more we share about what we truly feel, what we truly think, what’s important to us, and who we truly are, the more self expressive we are being. The more we share, the more we self express. The more we connect. And there are many ways to share. There are countless ways to express yourself. Conversation is one way. The clothes you wear are another.
       Notice how guarded you are in conversation. With your lover. With close friends. With work associates. With strangers. I’m not suggesting you share your entire life with everybody on the planet. Unless you want to. What I’m offering is a consciousness about how open we are to showing who we really are and risking the consequences of being accepted or not.
       Try living more self expressively. Take those risks. Show more of yourself. It’s engaging. It’s fulfilling. It leads to connection. And it’s a fun way to live.


©2012 Clint Piatelli & Red F Publishing. Al Rights Reserved.