The Unveiling of Sammi in Haiku

Truth with a Capital “T”

I Know Why The Caged Mind Writes

My thoughts

Still young

Never allowed to mature

Like a tiger in a zoo

Roaring to be let free

Pacing the bars of my mind

Wearing down

My insecurities

I give in

I let the wild thoughts consume me

They wander off but never far

Always waiting for me to catch up

Before exploring further

Then it happens

I get swept away by the freedom

Carried away on a stream of dreams

The tiger no longer waits for me

I am up ahead waiting for her to catch up

We find our pace

We run in sync

At one with nature

With each other

And we write

The story of me

Of her

Of life itself

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a composer

Something I didn’t call myself before.

It was talent unseen and word unknown.

Starting with a mental picture ending with a masterpiece.

Each piece taking its own toll before the vision is clear.

Never once is the first idea exactly like the last.

But the initial spark never fails to illuminate the light bulb.

The light bulb that evolves into the light.

The light that doesn’t show all the dark path, the failed attempts.

The same light that shines beauty on the words to highlight the silhouette.

The silhouette created by emotion and passion.

The persuasion fills the silhouette for the world to see.

And all together creating MY masterpiece.

Something I didn’t call myself before.

It was talent unseen and word unknown.

A composer. 

Identity as a Composer

Beauty 

Lies

Within 

the 

Eye

of 

the

Beholder

                                                                        My Identity as a composer begins with a vision; My perception of the world.

I gather ideas from all my surroundings, keeping myself open to what the world has to offer.

Reflecting back on past ideas,I combine them with my most passionate new ideas, and begin a trial and error process.  

My vision is usually slightly out of focus on the first attempt... 

...But that never stops me from reaching for the final project.Never allowing myself to be discouraged,I keep in mind what I have to look forward to at the end of the road.

After putting in a lot of time and effort, the outcome is mostly always rewarding. 

A CLEAR VISION.

A rough time line

In general, my entire writing/composing process is a fairly long one. 

First, I'm given the assignment. At this point, the task usually seems like way too much to take on at one time and I don't even want to think about it. I get all 

 

Then i just kind of push the task to the back of my mind for a few days or a couple weeks--depending on how far off the due date is. I'm always pretty care free during this time. It's not that I completely ignore and forget about the work, I'm simply waiting for inspiration to strike. I don't believe in pushing the process because I don't get my best work that way. 

Then one day *ding*

 

the light bulb does off. Once I'm inspired, I get on a roll. I'll fall asleep reading books and write like a mad woman while watching movie after movie on TV or sketch until I run out of pencils. This part of the process actually goes by pretty quickly, once I get started everything just seems to come together. The only time I stop is usually when I'm hungry or I just can't stay awake any more.

Then comes to editing: punctuation, sentence structure, grammar and all of that. Essentially, trying the paper/assignment as perfect as I can. 

 

Once the entire thing is over and I turn in the assignment in, I go out and get a drink at a

 

So there you have it; my life. 

The                                                                                                              of a composer.