All this week a couple friends and I are at a poetry workshop, where we are honing our craft with some awesome instruction. The essence of one of our exercises was as follows:
You are an out of work muse who has inspired and architect and a car designer and now is going to inspire a poet. Write how you want to inspire the poet and be intentional about it. Make it your personal poetic mission statement.
I really liked this assignment. And this is what I came up with – my MISSION STATEMENT.
I am feeling.
I am fire.
I am ecstasy.
I am desire.
I am anger.
I am disgust.
I am fear.
I am PASSION.
Update – I wrote this as I said above, for a poetry workshop. But I’m submitting it to The Gooseberry Garden this week because, although the poem is originally about my Muse, I have taken on the persona of Passion for myself. I have started performing my poetry on stage more, and have taken on PassionPoet as my stage name (or just Passion to my friends.) I am absolutely passionate about anything to do with poetry, and, passionate poetry does not always HAVE to be sexual. So, it’s an oldie, but a goodie. Enjoy!