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Writing Poetry Reduces Stress - Part 4

by Patricia Tiffany Morris


Poetry Reduces Stress

Finding my stride in the various genres and activities and projects takes an amazing amount of energy as I grow older. My birthday approaches, and I wonder if I should simplify the activities I pursue and the genres I write. Would that process help me feel less stressed?

My husband would say yes. He agrees with less.

Sometimes I agree too. But something inside stirs with a wild, passionate eclectic, wide swatch of knowing that I enjoy life more when I have more to do.

I have a to-do list in bullet points and on my digital calendar that is unruly, untamed, and there is no end in sight. Perhaps I should rethink the creative plans from early 2025.

In addition, my goals constantly change. Shiny new events catch my attention. And I haven’t learned to say no with any sort of comfort or determination. So what’s more relaxing than writing poetry?

I haven’t found that yet. Perhaps enjoying a cup of coffee with rich butter creamer and watching the sun set or rise. Both are my favorite times. Both help me slow down and praise the Lord for all He has done and will do. Much like writing does for me. Scribbling colored notes in my sermon notebook ranks with the sunrise, sunset, creamer, and poetry.

Here are a few of the past poetry graphics I created for posting on Friday’s poetry challenge at The Poetry Arena on the X platform. A one-to two hour diversion from the rush of the world, or procrastination from some other task, gives me the energy and motivation to return to the check list.

How do you relax when you love to create?



 

Faithful Friends


Rise Strong

Together in this fight

Lifting brother’s loyal arms

The prize to beat all cost


And Claim

That loyalty resides 

Clasping hands into the night

Hearts aim as kindred friends


Friendship

Steps confident and sure

Risking everything for love

This walk amends our path


Of Light

Befriends the lost and tired

Finding hope with common strength

The might we’ll never lose


Me And you

Faithful friends 




Strength to Face Tomorrow

 

Quiet surrounds me

Circling, enveloping

A pause to fill me

To direct my senses

 

Solitude embraces

Like a soft falling snow

In a place all my own

To build my courage

 

Peace rests alone

Lifting hope before

Finding strength

To face the world


by Patricia Tiffany Morris


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Love always, because of Jesus Christ,

Patricia






 

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