Wednesday, February 23, 2011

A Writer's Affirmation






Today: I will stand firm in my conviction to
view the day in only 3-dimensions.  Today: I will
see the world in full color, Kinemacolor, Cinecolor and Technicolor
accompanied by full surround sound and digitally kinetic .  I will
embrace the beauty of yellow and red ceramic dishes, teacups, and
a dirty dog's dish.  I will dive into the waters of cleanliness
and a bucket of floor wash. 

Today: I will not Write

Today: I am stronger and able to face my demons, a black in white
typed, ink driven world of chaos and will move forward instead as Hoover
and I become one with the blue-grey carpet.   Pledging to dust
all wood and organize each and every book referenced.

Today: I am not going to Write

Today: I am free of addiction-  I am clean of compulsion, facing
the green shower curtain Dragon, the unrelenting Cyclops latrine
head on and sailing the  through tumultuous seas
of Grail transformation. 

Today: I am going to try not to Write

Today:  I will move towards the light with frantic pace to avoid these
compulsive, obsessive defects appearing in the dishwater, churning up
in Scrub Bubbles and being whispered to my ear by a seductive
Mr. Clean, that I then am able to rest in evening's twilight

Today: I am going to Write very little

Today: I if I hurry I can get in one Turner Classic Black and White, if I
go faster I can find a respite to type a few notes.  Today: Dimensions are
multiplying faster then before and the Cyclops is rebelling, I fear being
swallowed whole.

Today: I am going to Write

Today:  I will Write......Yes, Write now!!!!

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

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32 comments:

  1. Julie Jordan ScottFebruary 23, 2011 at 11:14 AM

    Giggles... you made me laugh. THANK YOU for that!!

    And today, I am writing, baby. You better believe it!

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  2. shewritingFebruary 23, 2011 at 12:34 PM

    oh, I know this feeling. I was at the eye doctor this morning waiting for almost 2 hours and thinking...don't you know I have to go home and write before the kids come back from school...geez!

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  3. UnknownFebruary 23, 2011 at 12:50 PM

    haha, this is so nice! that Mr. Clean is a handsome seductive fellow...
    :)

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  4. Brian MillerFebruary 23, 2011 at 1:00 PM

    and write you did...ha. what a delight to read...yeah i cant imagine a day without writing...even just a little...

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  5. signed...bkmFebruary 23, 2011 at 1:32 PM

    I am managing to get some cleaning in...in- between writing......thanks for commenting...bkm

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  6. DulceFebruary 23, 2011 at 3:35 PM

    right now write now... you've written it all for a poet makes art with words that only a poet
    Great, B!

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  7. EllaFebruary 23, 2011 at 3:46 PM

    YOUR are so right to write~ I loved it, great imagery, fun to read~ You are clever!

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  8. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 23, 2011 at 6:39 PM

    I so love this! So funny! I think we all need cleaning ladies - hey, I AM one! What's wrong with this picture?

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  9. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallFebruary 23, 2011 at 7:26 PM

    love the spirits.
    well done.

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  10. joannaFebruary 24, 2011 at 2:08 AM

    Brilliant write , so glad you did write today, this is a classic piece of poetry. Very eloquent.

    joanny

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  11. AnonymousFebruary 24, 2011 at 6:08 AM

    I love liquid manifestoes, where chaos and the rage to order get a chance to sing their parts ... where inner and outer life can share a raucous beach! -- Brendan

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  12. Ami MattisonFebruary 24, 2011 at 8:14 AM

    I love this! It reminds me of how I always tell myself that if I just do a bit of cleaning then I can reward myself by writing. Suffice it to say that the dishes have been abandoned to the kitchen sink and the Hoover is dusty. Write on!

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  13. Kathe W.February 24, 2011 at 8:14 AM

    ah yes! Write on! Excellent!

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  14. dustusFebruary 26, 2011 at 9:46 PM

    Okay, I was skeptical when I saw you link up One Shoot Sunday within like 30 seconds lol, but your poem works well and is very creative. Great poem about being a writer, bkm.

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  15. signed...bkmFebruary 26, 2011 at 10:01 PM

    I know Dustus...but I wrote this one just this week and fit well - so thought I would link it in...and give it a little more exposure....thanks...bkm

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  16. AnonymousFebruary 26, 2011 at 10:35 PM

    love it! i gotta say, when the muse calls there's nothin' to do but write.

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  17. ClaudiaFebruary 27, 2011 at 1:29 AM

    oh this sounds so familiar...great job...love, love, love this...

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  18. AnonymousFebruary 27, 2011 at 2:06 AM

    Poetry, addiction, writing ... and the old rusty trusty typewriter! I've already commented on the poem above, but I wanted to add that JackAZ's picture for Sunday's picture challenge couldn't fit better with your poem's rant. I can hear those keys smack smack smacking away with passion, frenzy and greed! - Brendan

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  19. knot eyeFebruary 27, 2011 at 5:17 AM

    ...and a white flag wavers, surrender needed...

    glad you gave in...HA...I foresee a National Holiday...Pen and Paper Day

    Peace, hp

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  20. Kodjo DeynooFebruary 27, 2011 at 5:22 AM

    Today, I am going to read your poem, and say I loved the drama you brought to it, today I am going to say nice one, and you are blessed with the gift of the word...

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  21. JerryFebruary 27, 2011 at 5:44 AM

    Ha! Brilliant. The cyclops thing has me a little freaked out. Two writes don't make a wrong dear. Enjoy a day of color.

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  22. FireblossomFebruary 27, 2011 at 6:02 AM

    LOL! get out of my head, woman!

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  23. AnonymousFebruary 27, 2011 at 6:38 AM

    Hahaa cleaning I could do with a cleaner, and an actual brain that will detach with little hands to write things for me. Great creative freeverse Bkm xxx

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  24. GlynnFebruary 27, 2011 at 6:52 AM

    Seing an old dusty Royal typewriter -- and understanding all the words and emotions that flowed from it -- and how all of that becomes a restated commitment to write. Good poem, B.K.

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  25. ReflectionsFebruary 27, 2011 at 7:55 AM

    You are so in my head on this one... probably many of our heads... It's right to write, but so often pulls me away from other things, especially mentally.

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  26. hedgewitchFebruary 27, 2011 at 9:07 AM

    Wonderful post-LMAO. Love the progression of resolutions dissolving into our universal need to spew those words. I have vacuuming to do...later.

    Excellent piece in all ways, and what a neat quirk of fate to get the photo for it after the fact.

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  27. ElaineFebruary 27, 2011 at 11:53 AM

    One of your very best. You've certainly got the write stuff right here!

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  28. MargaretFebruary 27, 2011 at 12:05 PM

    Ah... The magnificent lure of the "ROYAL". love it.

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  29. flaubertFebruary 27, 2011 at 4:02 PM

    Barb, an amusing piece that starts out with
    such affirmation and ending with resignation.
    I write every day myself. I can't seem to stop.
    I used to be that way about painting, but now
    the pen is in charge.

    Pamela

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  30. Steve IsaakFebruary 28, 2011 at 11:25 AM

    Fun back n' forth work with great imagery and attitude.

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  31. JackAZ PhotographyFebruary 28, 2011 at 7:41 PM

    Write now I have thoroughly enjoyed your writing. Thanks much for sharing your wonderful talent with us mere mortals.

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  32. Kerry O'ConnorMarch 1, 2011 at 6:15 AM

    This is a very different approach. I enjoyed it very much.

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