Hello followers and new readers,
I’ve decided to changeup how I post my poetry online by including imagery to set the tone. I’ll be reposting a few of my well-liked poems as well as a few of my personal favorites. I apologize for no new work recently, but school is currently slaying my creative world. Thank you.
No new poetry today.
I start university again on monday, which means I’ll likely slow down a bit due to time restrictions and lack of inspiration(studying isn’t helpful). Today I did not post due to a long outing in San Antonio to include the Zoo, a bit of fun with the kids, pool time, time with friends and movie bonding with the wife. I hope you all have a great weekend and I’ll try to post more up tomorrow.
Like a feather falling in a storm, love has its own currents
These currents have no mind, no choices, no set path
We know not when we will be swept into the tempest
Taken on an unexpected journey to a destination brighter than the last
But when that feather settles itself, when it finally connects with the world
We call that home
Disclaimer: This poem was written on the day of, and for, the wedding of my friends Cris and Mike.
Is there any greater companion than a dog
A true partner in crime, ears up and tongue hanging in the wind
A better caretaker and babysitter I have yet to know
They pass through finite lives knowing an unimpeachable joy we can only wonder and share
Enjoying something as simple as walking with a friend down a dirt path, they find life at its core and attack it with love
A dog will never truly leave your side, though getting lost now and again seems to be their privilege
I was grown and raised alongside different dogs, each as unique as there are religions in the world, and I have no doubt of their affection for me.
I cannot find another creature in the world to equal their loyalty, they are not necessarily man’s best friend, but his truest soul, always parted too early.
Hello reader and my ever so gracious followers,
I’ve started a youtube channel for those who’d rather listen to poetry, need sleep, or even for those who are visually impaired/blind. I completed my first personal set of poems today and plan on posting classic poems throughout the next week to build a foundation. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCwZgZUICQLFVhZ4BPbsxktg that’s the link, and if you have a listen please let me know either here or there. Thank you.
Hello you readers out there,
Back in school and I’m already reading close to 1k pages a week. I state such as it doesn’t allow me a large block of time for working on my own poetic reading and writing. So far I’ve read two Shakespearean plays, two novel’s from the 17th century and two novels from the 18th century as well as assorted poetry from Alexander Pope, Lady Mary Montagu, and an assortment of others. I’m going to attempt to be more active this semester and keep everyone updated on the reading I complete as I find it shapes my writing int he time period that I’m currently reading. Thanks for checking in and hope you’re having a wonderful spring.
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Received an email from my not so many viewers haha. They asked where I’m coming up with my poetry rhythm. Here’s my goodreads link http://www.goodreads.com/jdmullenary . Leaving a period space makes it easier to copy/paste. I’ve been reading some poetry, some epic poetry like homer and beowulf, trying to gain a better grip on how poetry works. My poetry rhythm is just whatever feels right at the moment. Sometimes I go for aesthetics like the flip of a coin, or I go for syllabic matching or even meter. I’m working on one right now that focuses on alliteration. Just reading poetry helps you write poetry, just like reading fiction helps you write fiction. The point is to write. Whatever it may come out as.
I’ll be gone for a few days,
I’m currently reading Stephen King’s In Writing, should have that done in a day or two. I’m playing some video games in my off time, primarily Black Ops 4 and Civ VI when I get the itch. I hope anyone who reads this has a wonderful holiday and enjoys their time with the family.