The Ongiong Paradox by Valerie Parente
When you’re an artist they call it inspiration.
When you’re mentally ill they call it exploitation.
So how am I supposed to cope
when I seek solace as both?
– Valerie Parente (12-7-2020)
The Ongoing Paradox
Tag: inspiration
The Artist, The Muse
The Artist, The Muse by Valerie Parente
What if the artist is her own muse?
Well then the art is her own truth.
This girl, a mastermind of the English language,
This girl, unmasked, has a mind of ink and pages.
Her metaphors have a way of making the literal very literary.
She believes in foreshadowing, the act of oncoming clouds.
Though it’s make-believing… for shadows, in fact, are uncommon in clouds.
A dreamer, she is.
A dream, where she lives.
She makes stories and tales
Making up stories entails
Being in private
There she writes this…
Man invested in an emotional girl
Manifested in the motion of words
Written on many sheets that hide
Ridden of men, she confides.
When she finally decides to share a work spawned from her mind
Then you find that she designed a rare world flawed on the inside.
Still, each of her works expressed.
Will teach of her worst and best.
Interesting how brave she is
In trusting the reader to read her.
She is the author who yearns as affliction writes her unique imagination.
Shares another, you soon learn as a fiction writer, you need image innovation.
A motif is a treasure.
A treasure is her motif.
Therefore, when the artist is her own muse
She makes use of her own truth.
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– Valerie Parente (11-20-2019)
I’ll Miss You Until Forever
I’ll Miss You Until Forever by Valerie Parente
Girl,
You’re not gone
Despite the loss
You’re never lost
I know where you are
You’re in my heart.
And girl,
I don’t cry anymore
Because the last thing I hoped for
When you were still here on earth
Was for you to be free from your hurt.
Sweet girl,
I’ll miss you today and I’ll miss you the next
It will not be easy but I will do my best
Your life was my light and your peace is a promise
Life will go on but your impact will never end
I’ll miss you until forever when I see you again.
– Valerie Parente (8-25-2019)
Humanity
Humanity by Valerie Parente
To live is to feel
To feel is to emote
To emote is to communicate
To communicate is to connect
To connect is to love
And to love is to live.
Don’t waste your life
fighting your feelings.
– Valerie Parente (7-6-2019)
A Writer’s Threat
A Writer’s Threat by Valerie Parente
For years I have been my own muse.
If I make you my muse then you have done the near-impossible… you have overthrown my ego. Congratulations, you are divine in my eyes.
Just hope to God that you’ve become my muse for enchanting my life, not for inflicting senseless pain. Because if you try to write me off then I’m going to turn the writer on. If you ask me to stop then guess what? You just gave me a new prompt. I can orchestrate a symphony of sentences that will touch you to tears or I can arrange a thousand words into your personal hell. Both will pierce your heart ten times stronger than you pierced mine. And when you read what’s on my mind you better actually listen to the message and cherish the emotional chords it strikes, good or bad, because a storm of more rhymes and literary devices are about to head your way and tear apart every piece and particle that once constructed your comfort zone… and that’s going to continue happening with more and more force until I become your muse.
felt cute, might stab someone with my words later
– Valerie Parente (6-4-2019)
Aesthetic Reality
Aesthetic Reality by Valerie Parente
You’re starting to realize that reality is subjective
and perception is the byproduct of perspective
Now you’re deciding not to be fooled by the deception
that self-respect is determined by rejection
as if your meaning is for someone else to measure.
But the truth is that you get to choose your mood
because your personhood is dictated by the personal
and aesthetic stems from what makes you authentic.
– Valerie Parente (5-12-2019)
The entire universe and its blessings are in the palm of my hand
The entire universe and its blessings are in the palm of my hand by Valerie Parente
The entire universe and its blessings are in the palm of my hand. I can feel the energy that makes up you and me and everything in between and I am in awe that I did not notice until now how interconnected we all are with the energy we spawned from. I still have longings but I feel so whole and complete like my longings long back for me. I feel that my blessings walk beside me even when they can’t be seen. I am not discouraged when things do not go my way, I am empowered. Every struggle is proof that I am worthy of more than I hoped to settle for and I am in awe and in love with the story the universe writes about me.
– Valerie Parente (9-27-2018)
The Artist, The Muse: A Poetry & Prose Collection
The Artist, The Muse: A Poetry & Prose Collection by Valerie Parente OUT NOW
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The Artist, The Muse is what you get when you interweave psychology, creativity, and spirituality into the poetic fabric of a mentally disordered daydreamer’s mind. Valerie Parente artfully hones the craft of written word in this collection of poetry and prose through fantastical metaphors, rhythmic patterns, heartfelt emotions, metaphysical references, and breath-taking epiphanies. Dark daydreams and silver-lining mantras blossom out of the obsessive compulsive writer’s verbal landscape as the artist becomes her own muse.
Includes poetry, prose, and artwork by Valerie Parente.
Table of Contents:
The Artist, The Muse
Conscience of Nonsense
Glitter In The Air
Shy of Me
The Gargoyle Mindset
An Inadequate Reflection
Ink
You’ve Made An Author Out Of Me
Essence
Grandiosity of the Sick
Daydreams Are Shadows
Sanctuary
Hindsight of the Falsehood
Echoes
Idu Ego
The Silver Screen
Realize These Butterflies
The Writer
Natural
The Instinct of Intuition
The Masterpiece Tragedy of Marionette
Egomaniac
Inquiries
Playing with Dolls
Imagination Is Not Free
Validation
I Wish You Well
Bleeding
Paradox Lock
Dreams of Floating
Give & Take
Her Bright Pink Shoes
Why I Apologize
My Heart Thaws
Mars
Sage of Tarkus
Normal
The Creeper
Young Sapling
Scarecrow
she could not master astral projection
Touch the Heart
Creator
To Be Human
Lady Luna and the Light Inside
Tiara
The Answer
Order In Disorder
Trust the Stars
Novelty
Message From The Universe
Essence
Essence by Valerie Parente
Every heuristic that binds me to my super restricted ego goes away when I’m with you.
– Valerie Parente (8-12-17)
Ink
Ink by Valerie Parente
Just leave that ink in tears to cry
Let them fall on the blue lines
And create personal marks
That record our beating hearts.
Don’t try too hard to define
All the thoughts that plague your mind
When you turn your conscience off
A list of words becomes art.
Vocabulary describes
What makes chills tickle your spine
Suppressed fears locked in the dark
Motifs hidden in your plot.
The whispers a pen provides
Are emotions summarized
Broken up in royal parts
By a new language monarch.
– Valerie Parente (6-28-17)
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