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Inspiration If Needed

Hello Poetteers,


The other day I found a deck of index cards with a post it note that read "inspiration if needed." I made this back in high school in a creative writing class. I think the teacher made us do this in the beginning of the year for when we felt like we had nothing to write. It has been a few years since I looked through it. Some writing things have changed while others didn't.

There are 19 ideas written on these cards. It reads of chocolate, sisterhood, a few quotes, and song lyrics, cities and tourist sites, free spirit, small gestures, volunteer work, struggling Muslim, unbearable heat, spring, blossoms, and birds chirping. One just said, "my favorites." Another tells me about national poetry month and writing one poem a day.

I have participated in NPM a few times. The ones that surprised me are volunteer work and free spirit. I have no idea what I meant by that. I do enjoy my chocolate.

Looking back I used to write a few poems about countries but haven't continued. The same goes with nature, I used to write a lot but then stopped. I'm trying to get back into it. I'm still inspired by song lyrics and small gestures. To this day I write about sisterhood and being a Muslim.

Comment: Has your inspiration changed?

Read more: Raise the Inspiration | Inspiration Behind Hugs & Kisses 

Stay inspired,
Fida 

Comments

It totally has from when I was younger haha. I write about life which is constantly changing.
Fida Islaih said…
With life constantly changing I can see subtle changes in my daily writing.

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