Creative Healing

The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #255

whirring, smirk, churn, splatter, chat, tin,
trim, lemon, scar, left, chisel, dig

Sunday’s Whirligig: Wordle #63

flashes, moments, uneasy, recall, week, writing,
altered, distorted, three, sister, years, came

Poets United: Poetry Pantry #306


Creative Healing

Some weeks my writing is no more than
a whirring churn of uneasy recall, distorted
moments left splattered on the page, only
flashes trimmed down to suit my purpose.

Then there are times when I must chisel so
deep, it feels like it will take three years to get
back up to the surface with only an altered
lemon, left to show for all that digging.

Sister comes and we chat, but I know she’d
rather I left the lid on that tin of scarred
memories. Yet, would never smirk at my
need for this creative means of healing.

Elizabeth Crawford  6/12/16

Notes: It was a big surprise to find that one of the word lists had come from a piece I had written. My first thought was that it would be impossible to write something with them. At least, something fresh and different. Yet, the word writing seemed to jump out at me, so I followed it. I truly believe that our creative urges, and endeavors, are a door that opens to our built in healing agent. And find it very sad when I hear someone say, “I don’t have a creative bone in my body.” I believe we all do have that source, but some won’t take the time to find it. Perhaps too busy living a life that could be altered and changed in so many unknown ways.

I did use all of the words. The image is a pen and ink line weave drawing and it always makes me think of the abundance to be found in any and all creative efforts.

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16 Responses to Creative Healing

  1. Memories can be so very painful to dig through… We should never expect our siblings help in digging with broken nails.


  2. oldegg says:

    This too happened to me and I had to think completely differently in composing my poem so I wouldn’t be waylaid by my own words! However I loved your “whirling churn of uneasy recall” and the ease your words seem to have been placed on the page.


  3. Kerry O'Connor says:

    This was a great selection of words to work from, and you have used them quite seamlessly in this piece.


  4. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    I’m devoted to the concept of creative healing, and you describe it in telling detail. The visit from your sister is a lovely, unexpected touch.


  5. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    Memories can be both painful and beautiful to go back to.. such a passionate poem.

    Lots of love,


  6. thotpurge says:

    with only an altered lemon, left to show for all that digging.. oh you hit the nail on the head.. my head at least with that line!


  7. Jae Rose says:

    It is a challenge re-writing your own words isn’t it – as ever you dug out more than a lemon (great line!) – this poem is so beautiful like the inside of a shell held in the hands..other people may not understand words and writing. Better than that maybe the fact they respect it and don’t smirk


  8. Sumana Roy says:

    you’ve captivated the amazing creative moments so beautifully, the wordle words seem to be your very own…


  9. Mary says:

    Chiseling through all of the painful memories can take perseverance. But if it results in healing, the effort has been worth it! You have captured the value of the searching/writing process very well, Elizabeth.


  10. I c an so relate to your opening words! Brilliant

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  11. annell4 says:

    Well I loved what you wrote!!! As always using all the words, you are a wonder! Here is a funny one, this week I was able to use all the words, only to find I used last week’s words? I will try again, and get the words from your blog?


  12. Creativity is a muscle… better yet, it’s a bunch of muscles, perhaps, a whole body. Some of the muscles are easy to access, so we can exercises them easily. Others seem to hide under physiological intricacies, and as your poem suggest, we must “dig” very hard and often to get to them.

    I’m with you. Some minds might be more readily creative than others. But true creativity requires work, trust, compromise and yes, sacrifice. There are some things we rather not touch, but the muse’s diet must be varied. And some of the things she likes to eat can leave us with a tummy ache of the soul.

    But goodness, it’s all worth it, isn’t it? 🙂


  13. A truly, truly beautiful poem. That image of almost getting lost, buried in memory and visions is haunting. And then we come back up with a lemon! I love that. If we come back up at all…


  14. Sherry Marr says:

    I love the lines about digging so deep it might take years to come back up…..and poems being agents of healing. I resonate with having a sister who prefers to leave the past untapped…..


  15. I often find when I am down, confused or feeling low that I turn to writing….and the words pour forth. Some just are afraid to find that creative bone because they really fear they won’t find it….it is sad when people really BELIEVE they are not creative….I did once!


  16. Some weeks my writing is no more than
    a whirring churn of uneasy recall, distorted
    moments left splattered on the page,

    Creative writing needs creative healing when it does not work. How often one finds difficulty to connect on to ideas so as to be seen coming out with something brilliant



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