The Second Creativity Poem Practice

I really liked the practice where you write random thoughts and make a poem out of it.

Here are the instructions and here is the last poem I wrote using this style.

I know that the previous poem with this style has only been a couple of days ago, but I feel like letting go and trying it again.

This time I started to write just random real and imaginary thoughts and feelings without an image as support.

Five Minutes start now.

I am feeling really tired. Not only tired but almost exhausted. Today I achieved a small victory after having had to endure a long time of defeats. For such a long time I was full of energy, and somehow I am still, I have a feeling that I can do anything, anything at all. At the same time I just feel tired, exhausted. I know that I just have to move forward, to do a couple little things that are really small hurdles compared with other things I had to do and endure. But still. I feel weary in a bone deep level, even though my thoughts are also positive and exited. This is probably nothing that a couple hours of sleep and a little bit of work will not cure but when will the light not only be at the end of the tunnel but also in front of me? I am usually a positive person, and still I believe and feel that everything is going to turn out great and that life has so many possibilities. But just for a moment I need to rest, load my batteries and just simply stop for a moment. All the time life moves forward, time is of essence and the clock is ticking. I just want to be living in the here and now. Breathing. And so I am, that’s what I am doing. That gives you the feeling of lightness and relief. Pure relief.

And the time is up.

Now I will again strikethrough all the words that are not needed to convey the main content.

I am feeling really tired. Not only tired but almost exhausted. Today I achieved a small victory after having had to endure a long time of defeats. For such a long time I was full of energy, and somehow I am still, I have a feeling that I can do anything, anything at all. At the same time I just feel tired, exhausted. I know that I just have to move forward, to do a couple little things that are really small hurdles compared with other things I had to do and endure. But still. I feel weary in a bone deep level, even though my thoughts are also positive and exited. This is probably nothing that a couple hours of sleep and a little bit of work will not cure but when will the light not only be at the end of the tunnel but also in front of me? I am usually a positive person, and still I believe and feel that everything is going to turn out great and that life has so many possibilities. But just for a moment I need to rest, load my batteries and just simply stop for a moment. All the time life moves forward, time is of essence and the clock is ticking. I just want to be living in the here and now. Breathing. And so I am, that’s what I am doing. That gives you the feeling of lightness and relief. Pure relief.

Formatting and naming the poem.

The result:

Letting go

Tired. 
Exhausted.
A small victory,
after defeats. 

A long time,
full of energy, 
I can do anything, 
anything at all. 

Tired, 
exhausted. 
A couple little things,
small hurdles.

Weary,
bone deep.
Positive 
and exited. 

Sleep. Work.
Cure.
Light at the end
of the tunnel.

In front of me.
Positive.
I believe.
Life has possibilities. 

I need to rest, 
load my batteries.
Just stop,
life moves forward.

Time is of essence,
the clock ticking. 
living here and now. 
Breathing. 

I am.
Lightness.
Relief. 
Pure relief. 

The funny thing here was that I thought "I feel like letting go", and then I wrote the random text and formatted the poem and named it before I realized that I had named it "letting go". My subconscious thoughts were really focused on the feeling of letting go and what it entailed.

What do you think of this poem and of this practice in large? I rather like doing it regardless of how the poems turn out to be. This practice is just perfect for getting started.