dispersing & reflecting light through poetry

Why Poetry?

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At a recent meeting of our church hospitality team, we were challenged to ask ourselves why we do what we do. Over the past few years I’ve been trying to apply that question to why I write poetry.

I even asked the Lord, why the gift of poetry in the 21st century (as opposed to other forms of writing more relevant in this era)? He told me, “Because poets see things.”

I wrote this back in November and originally posted it on facebook.

Why I Write Poetry: A Confession

I wouldn’t say that I’m an emotional individual, but I do have them. Sometimes intensely. And in our culture it is not always socially exceptable to express them as I might like. And other times I’m not sure how to explain them. So I have to let it out.

I am not a person who has it totally all together. I don’t always use sound judgement or follow my own advice. But once in a while I gain a bit of understanding or knowledge, a touch of wisdom, an experience. And I want to share it.

I do not claim to be a good Christian. I am by no means perfect. I am a sinner saved by grace in the present tense. But for reasons known only to God, I am allowed on occasion to hear whispers from heaven, to see specks of eternity. I must record them.

And sometimes I’m just trying to fit all the chaotic little pieces together to see what the big picture might be, to arrange the multitude of garbled sound bites into a melodic arrangement.

Or maybe I just like the sound of my own voice in my head and want you to hear it, too.

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

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I plaster my wall
with children’s verse versions
of deep theological treatises
using purple crayon
and unevenly cut pictures
from magazines and prayer books
and a half used glue stick
thinking myself wise all the while
my socks are wet
from the leaking pipes
and overflowing toilet

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

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Floaters

I find myself focusing
on the floaters:
miniscule shadows
of internal detritus
that slide into view
while I’m watching
the morning sky,
squirrels playing in the trees,
a cardinal chasing a cicada,
my Angel’s face,
the future.

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

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NaPoWriMo 2016: Random Promptings & Outside Influences is now complete and available.

I don’t like doing the self promoting thing (Hey! Look at me!); but since I am not connected to a big-time (or small-time) publisher with a marketing budget, someone has to do this. And it is part of the process.

Anyway…

I just lowered prices for my previously published chapbooks–as far as I could without having to pay amazon personally for the printing. I really need to convert them for Kindle to make them more accessible, but my first attempt to do so was disastrous. The formatting was skewed, the pages not right, and I haven’t gone back to try again. Bit of laziness on my part. I’ll make that my next project.

You can find a list of my chapbooks on the Home page.

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

To God the Increase

I have planted, Apollos watered; but God gave the increase. I Corinthians 3:6 (KJV)

My grandchildren, AJ and Serenity, love to plant things. Green beans, tomatoes and potatoes, apple seeds, avocado pits, and flowers have been planted in pots and makeshift gardens in our backyard. They have enjoyed the harvest of some of these and anticipate possible fruits from others. I taught them to look after their plants, to weed and to water. And I taught them to lay hands on the plantings and ask God to help them to grow and bear fruit.

But I have not followed my own instruction concerning my writings–poetry chapbooks, blogs, and other projects. I write, I edit, I publish; but it is God who gives the increase. Ultimately, I can’t make this stuff I do grow, but my God can.

So now I ask Him to do with these words I scribble together, peck out on a keyboard, and send out into the world in their various forms what He will and all the glory to His name–Jesus.

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

I haven’t written much since NaPoWriMo. That month long exercise kept me focused, gave me a quantifiable goal in short spurts. Apparently I need that.

My manager recently changed my schedule, so I now have Mondays off. Thinking this would be an excellent time to accomplish some writing–no one else in the house, wife and daughter at work, granddaughter in school–I entered my office for the first time in awhile. But right now, I have so many unfinished projects, I didn’t know what to work on first.

If I learned anything from NaPoWriMo, it was that all I needed to do was show up and do something. Now even though I didn’t actually get any new writing done that day, I did start to put together a manuscript of the NaPoWriMo poems. I’m including the prompts with web address and some short commentary, currently titled NaPoWriMo 2016: Random Promptings & Outside Influences. I’ll keep you informed of the progress.

Copyright © 2016 Scott Daniel Massey

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