"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Saturday, January 7, 2012

A Blogging Resurrection

Kellie Elmore at Magic in the Backyard has introduced a fun project. It is to dig up seven posts from your archive and gather them in one post. It was also suggested you might like to share some insight on each piece with your readers.

So with a deep breath...Here are my seven.

Your first post: I had decided to jump in the blogging waters back in 2007.  I hadn't started writing poetry at that time so it was more like a diary entry about a cruise I had just taken. Having so much fun came at a price. I came back coughing and sneezing. Appropriately I titled the entry Party Effects. Hope you have a fun reading it, and by all means don't catch a cold!

A post you enjoyed writing the most: This entry was one of my early poems. I had met an online friend and was chatting with her. Unfortunately I had drank a little too much wine. It had loosened my tongue and I was talking way too much. This poem I titled Wine Secrets is a mixture of confession and Dr. Seuss. Hope it brings a smile.

A poem that had a great discussion: I have written several that have received a fair amount of commentary, but the one that is closest to my heart and had the most touching responses is Mama I Miss You. My mother died in 2007 and suffered from Alzheimer's. It is such a tragic disease. I wrote the poem from my last visit with her before her death. The photograph was also the last one ever taken of my mother.

A post on someone else's blog that you wish you had written: I love Mama Zen's poetry blog another damn poetry blog. Each one of her writings is a treasure. I really can't pick a favorite. Take some time to read her work. I think you will be impressed and fall in love with her just as I have.

A post with a title that you are proud of: That would be my poem Our Side of Heaven. It just feels good to write about love and the precious bond it brings.

A post that you wish more people had read: My poem Tiny House. It is just because it means so much to me. The little house I was raised in was sold last spring. My parents owned it for 58 years. So much of my life goes back to that place in the country.

©Susie Clevenger 2012
Photograph: Favim
Here's the link to Kellie's project suggestion:
A Blog Post Resurrection Party


magicinthebackyard said...

Thank you for taking the challenge, Susie! I have shared your poem, Tiny House on my Facebook page! It was my favorite! Hugs!

RowanOak said...

Very beautiful, simple, and clean. made me think of the smell of pine trees and clothes on the line.
thank you for sharing

Susie Clevenger said...

Thank you Kellie for posting my poem and thank you so much for the prompt.

Susie Clevenger said...

Thank you Rowan so much

Beyond Horizon said...

Mama I miss you is the brightest pearl among all & how can I forget Our Side Of Heaven :)

Susie Clevenger said...

Thank you Beyond..I have such deep emotion rising up from inside me when I think of my mom.

Ben Ditty said...

I got 7x the Susie on this one! Nice :-)

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