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Act One, Scene One (Poem)

Hey writer bees!

I haven’t shared a poem in a long time. This one’s an oldie from my poetry workshop days. Hope you all like it.

Today, my boyfriend and I are heading to a baby shower celebrating our incoming nephew. A poem about beginnings just seems fitting.


It always starts with Act One, Scene One.

Take a moment, become your character.

The stage is set.

The cello strings moan in anticipation.

The audience is taking their seats.

Keep your toes pointed.

Remember your lines, remember your cues.

Remember to breathe.

Remember,

It always starts with Act One, Scene One.


Write With Heart,

Lady Jabberwocky

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Words for Writers Wednesday: Quote By Ernest Hemingway

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Finally bought that book of Ernest Hemingway’s short stories I’ve wanted. It goes without saying, but he really did know something about great writing. My favorite story of his is ‘Hills Like White Elephants’. Let me know what your favorite Hemingway work is in the comments below!

Write with Heart,

Lady Jabberwocky

 

 

 

Sorry Life Did Not Treat You Better (A Poem)

I’m sorry.

That while you were teetering on the edge of Saturn’s ring,

no one bothered to look up.

I’m sorry,

That not even the wind took pity.

That no one polished your skin until it shined like a dragon’s treasure.

I’m so sorry.


I know this probably isn’t a good poem. But with the recent deaths of Anthony Bourdain and Kate Spade, my heart has been feeling heavy lately. Sometimes feelings are expressed through art and those heavy feelings I felt came out as a poem and I didn’t question it.

My heart goes out to anyone who has been affected by suicide.

If you see someone that needs help, find help. If you see someone who feels down, make them smile and feel loved and special. Depression isn’t something that can be simply brushed off someone’s shoulder.

If you see something, say something.

Write with Heart,

Lady Jabberwocky

To The Ladies (A Poem)

To the ladies with hearts like a monarch butterfly.

To the ladies who pirouette through hurricanes.

To the ladies scribbling the story in the quiet.

To the ladies worshiping every curve on the road of their silhouette.

To the ladies who untied their corset strings and broke free.

To the ladies with history painted on their skin like graffiti.

To the ladies who have an opera in their spirit.

To the ladies refusing to apologize for a bold footstep.

To the ladies plucking stars out of the sky for their children.

 

Let glasses be raised.

Let the applause be thunderous.

Redefine what it means to be a woman.


A love letter to every kind of lady there is out there and every lady who has come before us on this International Women’s Day.

P.s. – I don’t consider myself a great poet, but today, I had the writing bug, and didn’t have the heart to ignore it this time.

Write with Heart,

Lady Jabberwocky

The Artist that Came Before You (Poem)

 

The Artist that Came Before You

If you close your eyes tight, you can envision him.

The god-like creator that lived decades before you.

Who stood where you are standing.

You wonder about the artist that came before you,

What their lives were like,

when they stood in front of that painting.

Was there a glass of red wine in his hand?

Was there an impatient lover in his bed?

Were his eyes closed?

What did he see?

What did he want to see?

An unearthed masterpiece hiding underneath a blank canvas.

When you open your eyes again, it faces you.

With colors as bright and vivid as the day of the first brush stroke.

A preserved soul,

for an audience he will never meet,

for artists who will uphold his legacy.

You stand where he once stood and wonder what came before you.


A poem from poetry class, long time ago. When I was writing this, I thought about Hemingway sitting at a typewriter in Key West and Van Gogh painting Starry Night. It’s the greats from past generations that inspire me and my work.

Take some time to think about the artist behind the masterpieces. Think about what went into creating the work that has impacted your life. What did that moment of brilliance look like?  As writers, as artists, we are apart of a legacy, of all the greats that came before us.

Lovelies,

Write with Heart,

Lady Jabberwocky.

Act One, Scene One (Poem)

Act One, Scene One.
It always starts with Act One, Scene One.
Take a moment, become your character.
The cello strings moan in anticipation.
The stage is set.
The wood floor is glossy and shining under the lights.
Red velvet curtains are drawn with golden tassels.
Keep your toes pointed.
The audience is taking their seats.
Remember your lines, remember your cues.
Remember to breathe.
Remember,
It always starts with Act One, Scene One.


Felt like posting a poem tonight, which is rare, I’ll admit. I’m more of a fiction writer than a poet. This is from a poetry class I took in college last year.

Here is a poem about beginnings.

It’s something I’m trying to keep in mind at this particular point in my life.

Write With Heart,

Lady Jabberwocky