Please may you give me tips on how to improve the poetry i write. This will really be helpful to me.
first, it'd help if you posted some. Maybe you have and I just don't remember, a link to them would help. Second, here's a cool site with loads of info, pretty technical but it's good info. Scroll down a bit, the main articles start at "Abstraction". http://www.everypoet.org/pffa/showthread.php?t=9967 Third, don't let technical issues shut you down. Follow the rules where needed, but don't stifle your creativity. Art (poetry included) comes from that deep, silent, still point within you. I meditate sometimes, try to reach that silence, and tap into it. The way I see it, to create something new, you have to go into the unknown. The unknown is best accessed, in my opinion, through meditation, because the silence, the Void, is the unknown. You can't learn anything while you're talking, right? That's what my mom always told me. Apply that to your mind: a jabbering monkey-mind won't let you create anything but old stuff. So trust yourself, get to know the rules and paramaters so you can put your creativity down in a cohesive way, and write write write. Also, reading poetry helps too, not just stuff on this site, but stuff like Robert Frost, Poe, Blake, etc. Depends on what you like, I guess; those are a few of my favorites.
Enya Lyrics Song: Evening Falls Lyrics When the evening falls and the daylight is fading, from within me calls - could it be I am sleeping? For a moment I stray, then it holds me completely. close to home - I cannot say. close to home feeling so far away. As I walk there before me a shadow from another world, where no other can follow. carry me to my own, to where I can cross over... close to home - I cannot say. close to home feeling so far away. Forever searching; never right, I am lost in oceans of night. Forever hoping I can find memories. those memories I left behind. Even though I leave will I go on believing that this time is real - am I lost in this feeling? like a child passing through, never knowing the reason. I am home - I know the way. I am home - feeling oh, so far away.
I would like to take the time to thank you “TrippinBTM”, “stranger” and “sylvanlightning” for your kindness in giving me great advive on how improve my poetry. You sort of made me realize that I doubted whether my poetry was good or bad. Maybe this was because I stopped reading them out in public places. I am still not sure of this was the exact reason why I doubted myself. Anyway once again thanks.
