Poetry and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

Ivyevelyn, R.S.A. By Ivyevelyn, R.S.A., 29th Sep 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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After reading the writings of several authors using free verse, I consider whether I would be hindered by my undiagnosed Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Were there stiirings of a poet within me many years ago? Were they were stamped out too early by a teacher and an employer?
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My First "Poem".

I offer up my first "poem" for the reader's review: I ask the reader to take into account that at the time this was written, I was in Junior High School, under the eye of an intimidating English Teacher, and expected to produce a poem by the next day. I labored for many hours to produce a poem in rhyming stanza, which is probably why I remember the words so well. I realize that to maintain a rhyming stanza, there cannot be complete freedom of thought, and the poem does not necessarily reveal my true feelings about "tramps". Also, as I believe I might possibly have O.C.D., then it might be difficult for me to write Free Verse. I have received many diagnoses over the course of the years and I have seen several different psychiatrists, but I doubt if many patients have left a psychiatrist's office with the diagnosis of "normal". However, my self-diagnosis of O.C.D.could limit my expression in a free-verse style.
My First Poem:
THE TRAMP.
Over the hills, through valleys and dales,
Wanders the tramp, the man of all weather.
Whither he goes o'er far distant hills,
No-one can tell, tho' birds of the feather
And animals too, his friends wild and free
Follow the tramp through every country.
Spurned by the rich men for begging and theft,
Scorned by his friends for his humble abode,
He turns from the world that he long ago left
To travel alone on the long distant road,
To a place that takes him from every hard word
To his home where a rich man will never be heard.
THE END.
The teacher asked me to read my "poem" to the rest of the class and she never uttered a word of approval or disapproval.
At the time, in my egotistical little mind, I wondered if she thought I had plagiarized this "poem" and would be investigating me.

My Second and Last "Poem".

I managed to find work, soon after leaving school and before going to college, as a secretary in the Chief Engineer's Department of a large box manufacturer, named "Hunts". I was invited, along with other office staff, to make a contribution to the "Hunts Magazine". Once again, I worked for many hours to produce this poem which is probably why I remember the words.
My Second and Final "Poem":
"BOXING".
The air is still, the gentle breeze
Hardly stirs the golden leaves.
The park deserted, not a sound,
But wait, for Theydon Road I'm bound.
Slow but sure, the steady rumble
Seems to swell in confused jumble,
Of pounding, bumping, churning thumps,
And here I am, once more at Hunts.
The time clock clangs, the lift gate bangs,
The first floor doors are open wide,
Their noise they're not ashamed to hide.
An offset trolley thunders past,
A tea bell rings, loud speakers blast.
With all these banging, pounding knocks
Just how much noise will make one Box!
THE END.
Once again, I heard no comments, nothing from the Management, not even from the Chief Engineer. I was not listed as a winner in the following month's copy of the "Hunts Magazine".
I know I spent a lot of time trying to make the lines balance and some words rhyme, so I doubt whether I could accept writing in Free Verse myself, although I certainly hear and see the beauty and flow in my followers' poetry. The words must, obviously, be recorded as they are felt in the emotions of the author.
I attribute my concern as regards my own ability to write in Free Verse as due to my self-diagnosis of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. My pens and pencils have to be lined up on my desk, dishes have to be placed in a certain order, garden tools have to be stored according to size and height.; I need to straighten everything up, even pictures in doctors' offices. However, I do realize that my work in Rhyming Stanza did not corner the literary market, so my next page might well be in Free Verse, where there need not be any rhyming stanza, only the free flow of emotions. At the same time, I will need to find the strength to resist the demands made on me as a probable sufferer of O.C.D.
I anticipate the support of my kind followers. Please follow me into the world of Free Verse
Author's Note:
Two poems quoted on this page
My first and last attempt,
Give no message from my soul
Heart rending thoughts not sent.

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First Job, Free Verse, Gifted Poets, Humour, Mental Illness, Novice Poet, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Poetry, Rhyming Stanza, School Days, Stanza

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
I attended the City Literary Institute in London and have a Royal Society of Arts Diploma in English Language.

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author avatar johnnydod
30th Sep 2011 (#)

Ivy Ivy this was a breath of fresh air, I hope you get lots of good comments and this spurs you on to write more and more.

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author avatar Ennael
30th Sep 2011 (#)

keep going with your poetry..
they are very good...do not worry if they do not rhyme in sequence...mine do not all the time..as much as I try..I write them over and over on paper..until I feel happy with them..I am an perfectionist and at times I am my own worst critic...but then I think to myself these are my feelings and my stories..and it doesn't matter if know one else likes them..it is coming from me..and that is what really matters..

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author avatar Songbird B
30th Sep 2011 (#)

Ivy, you really do not know how good you are..and my friend, you ARE GOOD! These poems have perfect rhythm for me, and I know how subjective poetry is, but I really enjoyed these. I am not a technical poet, I just write what I see, and what I feel, sometimes in verse, sometimes in prose. As a vocalist, rhythmic stanza's need to flow for me, I need to hear melody within them, and Ivy, you do it so well. For all the people that never gave you a review, shame on them, because you have certainly got my vote..Well done on a great article..

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
1st Oct 2011 (#)

Thank you so much, Songbird. I quoted these poems as amusing examples of a "poet", more or less responding to a demand. Anyway, thank you for your continued support. I am reading through your work and appreciate everything you have to say.

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
30th Sep 2011 (#)

Johnnydod: Thank you so much for your encouragement. I always worry that I have wriiten something without "rhyme or reason", but I guess I can rely on the moderators to send it to the recycle bin. Thanks again.

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author avatar Rathnashikamani
1st Oct 2011 (#)

Hi my dear friend, Ivyevelyn...

I know every heart would beat with a rhythm of the rhyme and reason, but might not express the same in the tight verse, so it's always better to write naturally.

And your efforts of writing such a wonderful have borne fruits and (wiki)nuts, I would say.

Orlando said it in 'As You Like It': Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.

Tour second poem cannot be the "last" poem I know, and you;re going to write for us, and I'm waiting for your muse to amuse us frequently.

You're not alone in this world where most people cannot appreciate the rhythm of a heart, even as a child, expressing out with a great expectation for some appreciation.

But every expression is worth reading through if it's put as a poem, either with a rhyme or a reason.

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author avatar Rathnashikamani
1st Oct 2011 (#)

I mean:
And your efforts of writing such a wonderful verse have borne fruits and (wiki)nuts, I would say.

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
1st Oct 2011 (#)

Rathnashikamani: I quoted these poems as amusing examples of a novice poet and did not expect you enthusiastic response. However, I verey much appreciate your comments. Thank you.

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author avatar Retired
1st Oct 2011 (#)

The beauty of writing poetry is to feel the rhythm in you and the words that resonate every ounce of your thought and feeling. These are the words that are put through in stanzas to make something that captures the heart of the reader wherein they can say that they "I can identify with this."

Know the feeling of what you have described. Wrote my first poem when I was 13 years old titled Save the Earth followed by Will I Ever find a Person Like you. It was on a dare from a classmate of mine named Poornima (moon) whom I lovingly called Toad Varnish Legs because her legs used to shine and she was a swimmer just like me - I was a freestyler and she did breast stroke (like a frog)....

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author avatar Buzz
1st Oct 2011 (#)

The poetry I write, if it's worth anything, certainly pales in comparison with what you just shared, Ivy. Why, you get a thumbs up from me, my friend! I thank you very much this beautiful poems.

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
1st Oct 2011 (#)

I really only printed out my first "poem" as it was written when I was about twelve years old, under pressure from an English teacher, and it had to be written in rhyming stanza. My second "poem" was written many years ago as an entry in a Company magazine. No, I did not get recognized. I think you are being kind and really laughing at me. (I love you anyway).
My third attempt will be to try to get published in "Wikinut" and my entry will be written in Free Verse. (Robert Frost said that writing in Free Verse is like playing tennis with the next down).

My third attempt will be in Free Verse.
I love you anyway. Ivyevelyn.

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
2nd Oct 2011 (#)

Poetry is at its best when it comes straight from the heart or through an experience. I think you are a natural. Why did you give up? Poetry, like writing, can only be improved by writing. Press on!

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
2nd Oct 2011 (#)

GV Rama Rao. Thank you for your encouragement. I will continue to write with your support.
Ivyevelyn.

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author avatar deepa venkitesh
5th Oct 2011 (#)

I know how it feels to be walked over and made to feel less. I also have had same sort of experiences as a student, but I can tell you no one is above another and all are equal. Poetry is gods gift and you are good. so write more dear.

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
13th Oct 2011 (#)

Deepa. Thanks for encouraging me.
Ivyevelyn.

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author avatar Sheila Newton
13th Oct 2011 (#)

I found you through Rathnashikamani. You're a real talent. I'm an undiagnosed OCD too, so I can empathise.
Gonna follow you - I hope you'll think about being my Wikinut friend too. (????)

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
14th Oct 2011 (#)

Sheila: So pleased to meet you. I am delighted to be your friend. Now I have an undiagnosed O.C.D. friend as well.

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