Poetry has always been one of my bigger frustrations as a writer. It's a very intense and liberating field of creative writing but I suppose I let myself get overly restricted by my own limitations of logic. My cerebral nature tends to define a lot of my writing but I can't quite seem to make that connection in my head to allow me to channel that into poetry. I can write haikus and limericks pretty easily - the strict format of these two forms of poetry tend to help me process things better. But my love of Walt Whitman pushes me to try free verse a lot more, but the fact that I am without boundaries tends to bother me on some fundamental level. At least that's how I've analyzed my challenges with poetry for now - perhaps I'm subjecting this creative process with my left-brain thinking again in a new way, thus further limiting myself and creating my own barriers against my writing.
And thus when I get to read books about other poets or watch movies that share part of their lives tend to inspire me and frustrate me at the same time. I feel that once I figure out the best way to capture the rhythm of what I want to say, perhaps that'll help my writing along. In the meantime, let's just enjoy a really good movie.
