The persistent poet

A few days ago I was sitting at my laptop trying to finish some artwork in progress. I felt distracted, restless, slightly bored and knew I was forcing myself in the wrong direction for that moment. I gave up and ended up pacing around in an all too familiar void.

What happened next was strange. I seem to have a mysterious persistent poet hiding somewhere inside me and it started poking snippets of poetry in to my consciousness. I have no idea where this comes from. I’ve had creative thoughts and ambitions in art, music, photography and some forms of writing but never poetry. If you’ve been reading my ramblings for a while you may remember my sweary ditty An ode to sparkling water. This is something I’ve never taken seriously though.

In my current spirit of surrender I decided to go with it. I plonked down on the sofa with a pot of coffee and a cheap sketchbook and pencil and then poetry just poured out of me for the next 3 hours along with scribbled ‘shorthand’ versions of accompanying illustrations. I wrote whole poems, small sections and rough ideas too – all on the subject of drinking and recovery. Huh?!

Here’s a sample:

Hangover Grey

The sun shines bright, what a beautiful day

But under the duvet your world is grey

Wake up! Let’s go!

You can’t! You know

The nauseas seeps and sadness creeps

You’re here again, you said you wouldn’t

Just one glass! But then you couldn’t

It’s every time, why can’t you stop?

It’s no holds barred once that cork pops

Anxiety grips your pounding chest

What happened last night? Was I a mess?

Your clammy head can’t face the dread

You burrow deeper into bed

It’s the weekend friend, let’s go and play

Ugh! Not today

Please go away

I know bugger all about poetry but I quite like it. Maybe I have the start of a new sober hobby or project? When the urge pops up I won’t fight it, I’ll run with it and see what happens.

Has anybody else had something like this pop up unexpectedly in early sobriety? It’s very odd.

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16 thoughts on “The persistent poet

  1. Hurrahforcoffee February 11, 2017 / 7:30 am

    Love that, go with it and listen to the call – that’s your soul telling you what it wants and needs. xxx

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  2. Kelly- A Better Path February 11, 2017 / 12:53 pm

    OHGosh – no! How lucky are you? No hidden talents have emerged for me, just less of the graying out. I am trying to unearth who I used to be and find my ambition for really – anything. It has taken me a long time to very slowly emerge but I am getting there.

    What an exciting thing to discover and what a wonderful way to heal. This is such a positive step for you towards something new!

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    • tiredoftreadingwater February 11, 2017 / 1:05 pm

      Hi Kelly! Thank you for your lovely supportive comment. I know what you mean about trying to unearth ourselves after so many years hidden under the booze haze. I also think staying out of the grey zone classes as a talent in itself πŸ™‚

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  3. Paul S February 11, 2017 / 5:37 pm

    It’s amazing how we can hear those gentle nudges now that we get rid of the din and noise of all those things which make us want to pick up a bottle. Hangovers don’t help either. Great job in honouring your soul’s desire…and thank you for sharing it πŸ™‚

    Blessings
    Paul

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    • tiredoftreadingwater February 12, 2017 / 10:42 am

      I agree, a gentle nudge goes so far when we’re peaceful, much further than being smacked in the face by the obvious when we’re chaotic and drunk πŸ™‚

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  4. Mark David Goodson February 11, 2017 / 11:06 pm

    Keep the poems coming! The muses visiting, can’t ever turned her down. I love poems, both reading and writing.

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  5. I Quit Wineing February 11, 2017 / 11:09 pm

    Love it! I think the creative side of our brain, whether it is writing for a blog, art, music or in your case poetry explodes with pure joy. Freedom to express ourselves, freedom from the depths of mind numbing alcohol. Keep writing, you are good 😍

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    • tiredoftreadingwater February 12, 2017 / 10:46 am

      Thank you! I really appreciate your kind words. It’s exciting to think about what our un-numbed minds might come up with πŸ˜€

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  6. Untipsyteacher February 13, 2017 / 1:54 am

    Yes!
    I used to write poems too!
    I loved it!
    I am glad you are finding it creative too!
    Nicely done!
    xo
    Wendy

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