Friday Afternoon Thoughts

Istiqlal (Independence), 17 Asma (Names), 171 BE - Friday, September 5, 2014 about 7:07 pm Pacific Time

I received a new pair of athletic through the mail this morning. After I found a pair of clean sock, I put them on. The shoes are comfortable and my feet feel good for once. In fact, my feet feel so good that I am considering writing a sonnet to my new shoes.

In my new running shoe I walk on air

That is a good start, but I think I will have to do a little rewriting because that line does not have the rhythm of a Shakespearean Sonnet, which I have to write by Sunday, September 7. I had planned to use another subject, but that is not working out. Maybe I am trying too hard. When I get off life I will say some extra prayers for the issues I am having with this sonnet. I always have problems settling a a theme when I write challenge poem.

I put on a new pair of running shoes

That sounds better and the rhythm flows smoother then the first line. I think I will keep that line and work on the sonnet from there. The rhyme scheme of this sonnet is a. b. a. b... c. d. c. d... e. f. e. f... g. g. All I have to do is write 14 lines, which will be easy once I come up with the theme. After I finish the sonnet then I have to write a sestina and a double (mirror) acrostic. I am having trouble because I cannot come up with a subject that strikes my interest. However, I should have that problem solved tonight or tomorrow.

Writing it Out on Friday

Istiqlál (Independence), 3 Asmá’ (Names), 171 BE - Friday, August 22, 2014 about 3:01 pm Pacific Daylight Time

It's Friday afternoon, I'm depressed and I want to cry. I want to sit down on my love seat and cry until the depression goes away, but I know that crying won't help. Crying will only make the depression worse, so instead of crying I'm going to write. After I finish writing, I'll put the dishes I just wash away and then was the electric fry pan.

Writing helps alleviate the depression. At least it does when I spell the words properly and don't have to click the spell check every five seconds to find the proper spelling. Writing makes me happy. I always smile when I write, even if what I'm writing is nonsense or ranting. I know I can't write all the time because I have housework to do. I also have to find a way to increase my income, but sometime the surveys make me depressed because I think I could be using my time better.

Writing out the depression
one sentence at a time
this butterfly comes out of her cocoon
while overcoming the depression.

That's a good start to a poem. I have to write an acrostic poem. I have to write a mirror acrostic poem because that is the one type of acrostic poem I have not been able to master. I suppose once I've master it someone will come up with a new type of acrostic. I'll deal with that possibility when the time comes. Depression might be a good theme for an acrostic poem.