I'm sure everyone has a favourite way to step back from life and gain perspective emotionally and creatively. I'm no different. One of my favourite places to contemplate is in the car (not while I'm driving!). There is something about the movement of the car that soothes me and brings my mind to another place. The movement of objects whizzing by in my peripheral vision adds to my thought transfers.
In 2004 I wrote a thought flow about this process. I never call what I write poetry because I know little of the academic aspects of poetry. Calling it something else removes the stress and moves your writing to an easier place.
Sound tranquilizers sooth agitation,
lulled complacency moves thoughts
to a matched rhythm,
tired ideas wither,
replaced by sparkling gems
mined to create thought mosaics,
patterns for future direction.
The ocean also has the same hypnotic effect on me. Again, its the rhythmic sound and visual sameness that brings me to a new place where ideas seem to come more easily and you feel at peace.
sun lurking beyond the veranda roof
unrelenting heat on parched legs
white from winter isolation,
blueflies buzz and skitter
their hum marking the drowsy flow of time,
grasses tickled by warm breezes
nod to usurping yarrow,
gentle waves lap the shore
creating hypnotic instructions,
a dullness descends,
monotony paints life in equal values,
I become one with the environment
a seamless integration of sea, sun and thoughts,
a slow absorption into the fabric of creation.
Then there's the peace of nighfall....