This week the internet just made my
creative head space feel
so cluttered and
fuzzy, out of shape and
tired.
I decided I need a break from the grief
the news
the despair
the massive overload of information
even its joy can seem too much and
become over the top.
I just needed a break to
dream and bask in the sunlight
pick daisies for the guinea pigs
listen to my children’s stories
and think about stories
to write.
But before I disappeared,
I spoke to some friends
on line
because I was at home writing
and they said they felt the same way too
and we shared a story or two.
They had been to
to walk their dogs
and bask in the sunlight.
They too felt the power of the story
the book
and the day dream.
When I went off line I thought
about friendship across time and space
and how
the internet creates
hives of connecting strength
and sometimes the opposite
hives that sting
and people are seeking to create
buzz
so they can have more time to write
and authors can’t just be authors
they are being forced to be products
to sell their book
and yet the genuine are the ones we
want to read
who don’t seem like they are being a product
they are just sweet and kind
and then I let go . . .
I had a day dream
of space
to think
and roam
and dance and CREATE
and simply be beyond the need
for too much of
everyone else’s head spaces.
June Perkins
(30/5/2018)
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Reblogged this on Ripple Poetry and commented:
Not sure is it a poem or blog, or simply a thought for the day. Maybe it is just all of them.
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How beautiful, immortalised in verse. Glad you had such a blissful day, my friend.
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What a beautiful sentiment. I think we all need that offline time to clear the head. The internet has changed our lives with its constant demands. We need to control it, rather than let it control us.
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Yes, so true Norah. Thanks for your response to the piece.
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Dimity, it wasn’t too bad, although I think I need to write a lot more still, but the words will flow soon I am sure.
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