Art is My Religion

January 31, 2010

Artist’s Soup

Filed under: art,blogging,editing,philosophy,poetry,self-help,writing — Michele Spector @ 6:26 pm
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By Michele Spector

I never allow myself the luxury,

Of simply breathing in or exhaling,

I hurry here and I hurry there,

Intent on being where I haven’t,

To quell the silence within,

I run around in the without.

I must endeavor to be creative,

It reaffirms my existence,

Otherwise it might suggest,

I was content to never be.

Mixed in my own confusion,

And merging with the void,

Dispenses with boundaries,

To share this artistic soup.

Everyday I try to write something. Perhaps it makes no sense, or has any direction, but I write. Because most of what I do recently is by happenstance, I started this blog.

The poetry on this page is a result of attending an open mic on a friend’s insistence. In front of strangers I read six poems from my collection. The hosts fussed over the mic’s which let out some feedback, just in case I didn’t have everyone’s rapt attention. I made a joke about how I wasn’t performing any Led Zeppelin, and pleaded with them to hold onto their loose fruit because I wore light-colored clothing, and wanted to keep it that way.  I was so nervous, but when the audience laughed, I was off to a roaring start. They hooted when I read a few lines from one, and there was thunderous applause when I finished. But they did that for everyone.

I’d never read in front of a crowd of humans before. Although I dumped my poems frequently, back in the day, on my unwitting friends. I have caches of these hiding out in a box somewhere in that black hole I call my basement. To unearth them I’d have to go through every single box.  To date it still hasn’t been found. It’s a collection of my high school poetry, or rants of a thirteen-year old as I like to call them. But perhaps they are better off missing.

The only reason I started writing poetry again was because a poet rejoined an author’s group I belonged to. I was inspired by her extremely intelligent work. It really made me think. I thank her, but also another friend for posting a poetry slam on the board at work. Only the day before, someone else told me to go where there were other artists. I think accidents are the universe’s way of pushing us in the right direction.

The last open mic I went to a few different times. I read too fast, and too softly. But with some patient couching by another poet, I improved. Now, everyone can hear me and digest what I’m saying. Although there’s always room for improvement, it was food for the soul to be among others with the same inclination for artistic expression. It wasn’t a salad, it wasn’t a souffle, it was an artistic soup I loved simmering in.

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10 Comments »

  1. keep writing, people are reading. good luck on the blog.

    Comment by Andy Bonjour — February 1, 2010 @ 12:15 pm | Reply

  2. that is awesome poem.

    Comment by jingle — February 2, 2010 @ 6:31 pm | Reply

    • Thank you, I’m so glad you enjoyed it! I just wrote a short comical, partially true story.

      Comment by artiste7 — February 2, 2010 @ 11:17 pm | Reply

  3. “I hurry here and I hurry there,

    Intent on being where I haven’t,

    To quell the silence within,

    I run around in the without.

    I must endeavor to be creative,

    It reaffirms my existence,

    Otherwise it might suggest,

    I was content to never be.”

    I needed to hear these words today Michele. Thank you. I was feelin kinda down and this really made me see things clearly. Thank you!

    Comment by dreamalittledesigns — February 3, 2010 @ 7:28 pm | Reply

  4. p.s I would really love for us to exchange blog rolls, and I would love your feedback on my poetry on my blog. Thanks!

    Comment by dreamalittledesigns — February 3, 2010 @ 7:30 pm | Reply

  5. Thanks for adding me to your blogroll. I am grateful to have met your acquintance. I dont know if the replies I make come back to you, so please read my reply on my blog to your gracious remarks to my poetry!

    Comment by dreamalittledesigns — February 4, 2010 @ 2:56 am | Reply

    • Yes, I have gotten all your comments. Glad my poem made you feel human again today! I wrote it to feel human. I get into “do” mode and have to remember to shift back into “be” mode.

      Comment by artiste7 — February 4, 2010 @ 3:14 am | Reply

      • Absolutey, i despise when I get in do mode and i am all vibrating inside. Be mode is so much more fun!

        Comment by dreamalittledesigns — February 6, 2010 @ 1:41 am

  6. I think there has to be a balance. I am addicted to results and forget sometimes to just enjoy the adventure of trying my hand at new things, and getting projects done. But I love to kick back and write a poem, work on my book, or do some artwork, play piano, whatever when I can.

    Comment by artiste7 — February 6, 2010 @ 4:14 pm | Reply


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