Writing 101, Poetry : Farewell

Doesn’t mean goodbye forever

We will cross path again

I don’t know when, but I know I see you again

Don’t be sad or shed a tear

I’ll always be there with you

In your heart, in your dreams, and in our memories we had together.

 

Write a poem about a farewell today: perhaps this image may bring back memories of loved ones who passed, or revive memories of those that departed from our lives. Or you could focus on the more mundane, but still powerful moments of your daily goodbye rituals, whether it’s a friend, partner, or member of your family.

Writing 101, Poetry : Beloved

Is there a math equation?

Do I need to solve X to find the Beloved for me?

I still don’t know.

Is there a book for dummies cause I have no clue.

How do I begin to find that one beloved? or are there two, wink:)

Days goes to weeks, weeks to month, and month to years

Is there a beloved out there for me?

To have a beloved or not to be beloved

Maybe this world hasn’t one for me.

Something about the very word “beloved” causes a frisson in us. Out of the people that matter to you, who matters the most? Whom do you love, or whom have you loved more than anyone else? What does the word “beloved” summon up in your imagination? What songs, poems, stories, movies spring to mind? Who is your beloved?

Today, write a poem celebrating your beloved. It does not have to be a specific person — you could address an imaginary beloved from the future who’s waiting for you. You could take on the persona of a well-known mythological or historic character and address her or his beloved in your poem. You could create a new type of lover and beloved.

Writing 101, Poetry: Freedom

Your brain on freedom,

Oh! what fun.

To get a high and free the mind.

Dancing, writing, drawing, and painting oh my

To free you mind and body, it such a high or trip

To channel and release your thoughts and feelings.

Giving the body a relaxing experience. To let loose.

This your body on freedom.

 

Freedom is a fundamental need. It is so powerful that nations go to war for it. People engage in both despicable and heroic deeds to gain it. In the name of freedom we suffer, make sacrifices, and attempt to perform miracles. For freedom we are willing to lose everything and risk our lives, since no life really is one without freedom.

What freedom means is open to interpretation, which is why it’s been a recurring subject in art. In today’s poem, share your take on freedom. While you’re at it, be fearless with your thoughts. Don’t hold back. Unleash your emotions and be honest with yourself. Uncensored writing coming from the heart often produces the most amazing read.

 

 

 

 

 

Writing 101, Poetry : Seconds

Tick Tock, Tick Tock,

Looking inside a brown dirty box

Filled with seconds and seconds to look at.image_update_img

Days and years with cheers and joy

Reflecting  on the days we were

just young boys and girls.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock

Wishing I could go back

“Life moves very fast. It rushes from Heaven to Hell in a matter of seconds.” – Paulo Coelho

A new life sees the world for the first time. Simultaneously, another life takes its final breath.

A passenger that was supposed to board a plane was one second late. Hours later, the plane went missing, the passenger saved.

Unimportant as it may seem, a split second can change our lives in ways we can never imagine. So today, write about the basic unit of time, seconds. Reflect on those few seconds when a loved one was in a life-and-death situation. Relive the few seconds when you held your eldest child for the first time. Recount those seconds when you were waiting for big news that was about to change your life.

Writing 101

I enter my email address, along with my blogging address.  I scroll down and selected only one from the 3 choices.  Clicking submit, am excited and can’t wait until I get my first email.

A few weeks gone by, and on a Sunday evening I check my email.  One email an introduction by the administrator and another my first assignment.  Excited to begin and start reading the instructions. Right away my brain start processing, sending electro impulses going through my body toward my hands and fingers that are typing away the information in those electro impulses.

Typing, deleting, reading and re-reading. Some more typing and deleting and more re-reading. Finally I typed everything that my brain has being signally my fingers to type.  Then I head to the world where others who just like me will share what they have typed.  Where bloggers, from writers, photographers, artist, teachers, etc will meet other strangers. Strangers miles and miles away, someone we never met in the physical world, but strangers that have a common interest.  The interest to write, to become better writers, to explorer and develop a talent that some never knew they had and others to leap forward in writing.  The Common, so here my assignment, I write because…..

Writing 101: The Future

What next for me after Writing 101? Well before I begin with that I want to thank all those who have read my post and left me positive comments plus some feedback. I’ve made some friends here on writing 101 and I hope to read more of your post in the future. For those who I didn’t meet, well maybe we cross path again in this blogging world.
So what next for me. I hope I can continue to make at least one or two post a week. I will spend some time reviewing what I’ve learned here in Writing 101 and try to apply it to my blog. Maybe attempt to write a few short stories. Of course I will also be working on my photo blog, so if photography is something that interest you, feel free to stop by at terrazasblog.wordpress.com

Personally, I will still be job hunting, submitting resume, coverletters and applications plus receiving those rejection letters that they are considering other candidates with more experience. To tell you the truth, I really don’t know what to do with this job situation of mind. How does one get a job when every employer wants experience. What every happen to learning on the job. As we head closer to the end 2015, am getting much more nervous what my future hold for me. I remember 15 years ago, I never vision myself in this position that am currently in. Unemployed, living with my parents and just unable to move forward with my life. I know the we all have a period of struggles in life, but just didn’t think my struggle would go on beyond 3 years. Right now am all ready at 7 and 1/2 years. In mean time I will just continue to improve my self as a person, because it the one thing that doesn’t cost you an arm and a leg to do. I will continue to improve my drawing skills and you know what? It been one year already since I started drawing. Also I will continue my goal in reading a lot more. Am currently on my 4th or 5th book which is, Ship of the Dead by John L. Campbell. Yeah!, my 2nd zombie book, probably because I was getting bored watching Fear the walking Dead. In my opinion that show is going just to slow, not much action, excitement.
Am also cutting something out of my life too. It already been a month and 1 week since I deactivated my Facebook account. Just felt that I no longer needed Facebook in my life since the majority of my friends, I haven’t seen in 8 years, no one reaches out to me, and just felt I was spending a lot of time on there. Hopefully I can continue to live without Facebook. Of course you can find me on instagram and pinterest.

Writing 101: Feature a Guest

Am sure this list can be longer, but hard to remember every post that I like since writing 101 started. These three post each written by a different writer, blogger, and person are those that I can remember that I like.
Faring a day in night shift by !shita.  If you haven’t readed this post by the Doc, it very interesting.

Not Sexy, but definitely happy by Rosemawrites A great post and am sure we can all relate on a personal level.  I know I can.

The Switch by Amy Sampson This was just a funny post, you got to read if you need a laugh.

Writing 101: A map as your muse

Screenshot (3)
If there anything in the world that I would like to do “right now” and I mean “right now” is travel. It the #1 thing I must do before I die. I haven’t even left the state that live in. The furthest I’ve travel is like 2 hours away depending on traffic where I went to school. The only thing that holding me back from traveling is money, I don’t have a job. Well I won’t bore you with details. The very first place I would like to go to is Italy and visit Pompeii.

Why Italy? Why Pompeii? Since I was a kid I would go the library I check out books about volcanoes and read about them and the ring of fire. It was just something I’ve founding interesting. Volcanoes are just awesome, just what they can do and how they effect our planet. Pompeii is an example of what a volcano can do. Destroying a city, but at the same time preserve it including the residences who lived there. You’ve all seen images of the people who were cover with volcanic hot ash from Mt.Vesuvius and that it solidify their bodies. They are frozen in time, allowing us to see their final moments on this earth.

Writing 101: Mine your own material

We all have to grow up. We have to leave those childish thing behind us such as playing with toys. If you were a girl that might be playing with Barbie dolls. If you were boy, you probably play with toy guns, or those plastic army soldiers. As we grow up we have to let those things go. What would your boy/girlfriend or just friends think if they knew you still played with children toys.  Probably wouldn’t look cool or normal.

For me growing up as kid, I collected basketball cards.  I was just
beginning to learn how to play basketball and was introduce to collecting cards and other memorabilia from my cousin. I did this for a few years, going to the flea markets on the weekend, buying packet of basketball card, looking for other memorabilia that I could afford with $5 or $10 dollars. Once I was in middle school, I left behind the whole collecting cards. They were stored away in a plastic box, along with other things of mind.

Writing 101: Search your stats for a post idea

The Summer Walks

Sitting down and enjoying the beautiful sunset  reminding him that the day has ended, but on the other side the world, the day is just beginning. A young man out there just like him readying himself for his weekend walks. He may not carry a camera, but maybe a pen or paint brush, along with some paper.  Ready to capture what he see.

16770017
young girl visiting from Taiwan. Offering Free Hug.

Like any summer day in South Texas it humid and hot. The mornings are comfortable, but still have to deal with the humidity. Dressing in light fiber shorts and a shirt with a white tee-shirt beneath. He begin his walk in the same area, near the library.  No certain reason to why he begins there, just a good place to start. To start where books of knowledge, wisdom and imagination are stored.  Doesn’t plan where he’ll walk too, just let fate lead him in his walks. Walking, taking small strides, his mind just wondering, looking around, to see if there anything unique.  Something that you don’t see everyday and for him, needs to be prepared to aim his camera. Strangers walking, jogging, and biking, passing him by.  A few them greeting him with a, “Good morning!” or “How are you doing?” He reciprocate with a “Good morning!” or “Doing good! How about You?”  Other strangers offer a unique way of greeting people.  Ready to cross the street, he look toward his right and see a young Asian girl, walking along side her a Asian male.  The Asian girl holding a sign  the says, “Free Hug”. He receive a hug the pretty Asian girl and she hug him without hesitation. He says, “thank you!” with a big smile on his face.

51800004
yoga on the plaza

Summer is the season that people let their soul be free and receive light. Wearing light color clothes, some very revealing. Guys with a muscle shirts, or no shirts at all. Other guys just with a sport shirts, like Nike famous phrase, “just do it”.  Women, some with leggings pants, other with short shorts. Some with a normal workout shirt other with a workout sport bra.  Each gender soul, trying to be free, but at the same time displaying their skin tone, white, brown, or some bodies with transition from dark to light complected.

16770023
Girl attending Alamo City Comic-Con

The weekend can vary in city activities.  There are weekend when there nothing going on, but other weekend that are filled with activities. Walking and seeing people dressed and take part in their fantasy, The Alamo city comic-con. Guys dressing up as their favorite hero, batman, spider man, or a childhood character like the white power ranger.  Little girls dressing up as one of their favorite fairy tales character like sleeping beauty or just being that special princess. The weekend also include one day where people can get some form of exercise and inform the public about begin healthy.  A long stretch of a city streets closed off just for that purpose. Walking down you see people from all walks of life, being able to enjoy a walk, biking, jogging, skateboarding, roller skating without the worry of traffic.  People sweating, those furry four-legged friend of our, enjoy the day to.

51810026
people riding their bike on close city street.

Seeing people sweat reminds him that he must stay hydrate with this summer heat.  Taking out a water bottle from his backpack, he take a drink of water.  Feeling nice and fresh as he swallow down the cold water. Depending on the activities going, it always great to get something to eat after walking for so long. He head to a restaurants where he place his order and pays.  Getting his order, sit next to the front window having a clear view of the people passing by and the traffic going by.  The artillery of the city, flowing with tourism feeding it economy

After enjoy his meal, one last stop before catching a bus to go home. A place filled with small shops, but also with live music.  Individuals or a group singing and entertaining the people passing by with their music.  He watches the crowds walking by awhile listening to the music. The crowd carry either a cold refreshing drink or some delicious Mexican food like funnel cakes. After a few minute enjoying the wonderful music, looking at time on his phone, he decide it time to go.  The bus that will take him home should already be on it way to the nearest bus stop across from the shopping area. Walking to the bus stop he look into his backpack and take out a dollar and twenty cent. His bus fare that will take home after a long walk.