Journal Entry 5

I am having more a difficult time with poetry. I follow the stereotype of poetry having meter and rhyme. I do enjoy Haiku, but I find it very difficult for me to find the right syllable count per line to convey my thoughts. I am thinking that freestyle is going to be best suited for me however, in my efforts I am still falling into the meter trap. My mind is becoming blocked on the creative edge because I am so concerned with the outcome. I have re-read Ann Lamotts chapter on perfectionism in an attempt to let go of the fear of perfect compeletion and allow for a shitty first draft to apear. I think I am very "a" type and giving up control to my pen is very difficult. I like outlines and linear learning, I am again baptized in fear of failure. I have a notebook with blank pages starring at me and it is intimidating. I can't get what is in my head to read properly on paper much less at this point in the form of poetry. SO here is to a really shitty first draft and sevaral more shitty first drafts to follow. I am going to finish up on my attempts and leave them for a while and come back to them to see if I can gain a new perspective and a fresh way of creating poetry from my ramblings that are far from poetic.