Expansion regression passion

Sometimes I’d lost all yearning

There wasn’t a po’ burning

Sometimes I was just quiet-busy

with the four monkeys

or just three of them

Sometimes I was happy

to sit not writing

Sometimes I found myself

for one hair’s-breadth moment

in wordless solitude delighting

And yet, still, I found I would

immediately afterward

ache to write about it.




Image: by Frida Kahlo, print via Etsy.com.

Dear friends, as writers we must all have similar feelings at times, about this constantly recurring urge to create. I wonder if Frida Kahlo felt the same about painting?

I’ve been reading more about her life recently; she was one of my late mom’s favourite artists. Frida worked with little recognition during her lifetime and yet her art is celebrated the world over now. Many of us can take comfort from the idea that what is not understood or valued at the time it is created may still be worthwhile (whether or not it becomes famous). And what is popular now might not be what the world really needs. So whether you are a blogger just beginning (or even, if like me, you just need constant reminding), let’s stay true to our own voices. Let’s try to educate (even if it’s as to one other human being’s experience/feelings — our own), entertain and/or positively inspire. Combining all three are what makes a shared post great. (Paraphrased from something I heard years ago on a podcast somewhere. :)) 🎢

By the way, thank you so much for all your amazing support. You’re like an online creative family and I’m grateful. “It takes all types to make a world,” as the old saying goes. So let’s write our (compassionately expressed) truths, if we’re brave enough, and write on. We can also all choose whether we read and/or respond. πŸ”†βœοΈ

22 thoughts on “Expansion regression passion

    1. Right? I used to write a lot (prose) before any of the kids woke up. With poetry it’s more flexible. Shorter pieces (especially when one leaves literary perfection aside) are faster, can be done in short segments throughout the day.

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  1. Such beautiful words and great advice. I grab any moments I can to write: I understand that ache. But I also cherish my moments with the kids as I know they’ll be grown up soon and even though I’ll be able to write whenever I want, I will miss them so much! The nice thing is they’ve got used to me being a writer now and I think they find it kinda cool!

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    1. Lovely, Ingrid (and thanks for the kind words)… It’s the same here. We (or at least half of us) had a fabulous time playing music tonight. (I finally put my foot down with the dominating Netflix/Disney. :)) Though, here I am losing sleep, now that they’re in bed, working on poems… because, as we all know, it’s fun. :)) And I don’t operate as much on whims as I used to. ;)) Will go for my snooze now though. :)) Thanks again, so much xoxo

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  2. “Sometimes I was happy

    to sit not writing”

    Loved the whole poem, but that part hit me the most. Perhaps because writer’s block has been hitting me for a while lol, but it’s so true, how sometimes we have this urge to keep writing but no words come out. Then we sit back to take a break, maybe do a different hobby, and realize that’s what we truly needed at that moment. Maybe I’m applying this too much to my own life πŸ˜… But the last few lines are so relatable too.

    Taking a look at Frida’s work now. Her art is spectacular and definitely unique, but still beautiful in its own way. Thank you for the author’s note, too, Lia, it was really inspirational. You’re a great great friend and absolutely talented writer here on WordPress, you know! ❀

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    1. Sorry did not see this till now, dear Wardah… yes I guess it would apply to writer’s block too. :))) I was thinking more of the ability to *not* write… to just be content sitting, with a cup of tea, in a moment, not writing while sitting… :)) Isn’t Frida’s work amazing… very honest, real, surreal… anyway, thank you so very much for your beautiful comment, and completely likewise to you, with regards to friendship and talent. πŸ™πŸ’—πŸŒ·

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      1. No worries! I can definitely see that perspective as well, the ability to not write. I wonder how much different life would be that way… I need to learn how to do that πŸ˜‚
        Her work truly is beautiful in so many ways! You’re welcome Lia, and thank you so much πŸ€— Take care!! ❀❀

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    1. Right? I’d like to write all the time I think, but yeah… other things take precedent, as they should. :)) Ha, yes, and monkeys they are!! And very loveable ones πŸ€—πŸ’ — most of the time. ;)) In this poem the kid “monkeys” are also interchangeable for the three wise ones, plus resisting the one that sometimes hops on my back… whether that’s just the urge to constantly write/read/interact, or the urge to down a few glasses of vino, at the end of a busy day with the monkeys… ;)) [edit: an urge which, after a period of occasional recent regression, has lately so far been successfully denied. :))]


  3. Beautiful piece, Lia, it definitely resonates with me and I am sure with many other who write. Loved it.
    Also “It takes all types to make a world”, this line struck something in me, I hadn’t looked at the world in this way before. Thank you.

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