Poem: D is for Discipline

Thu, 03/26/2020 - 7:45pm

    D is for discipline, 

    I don’t have much 

    except for others, 

    and me in a clutch,  

    writing is hard, 

    I get carried away

    my emotions erupt 

    and water the page.  


    Can I get past this and 

    settle down, 

    to put into words, 

    put onto paper, 

    what I want to say

    or imagine I do. 

    I think I can do this 

    it’s just so damned hard – 

    the telling of a story 

    that pierces the heart – 

    not with an arrow,

    but a very small dart. 


    A story of crossroads 

    We tell stories. 
    We tell stories to make sense of our lives.
    We tell stories to communicate our experience of being alive.
    We tell stories in our own distinct voice. Our own unique rhythm and tonality. 

    Transformations is a weekly story-telling column. The stories are written by community members who are my students. From time-to-time we will feature guest writers whom we have invited to contribute to the Transformations series. 

    Our stories are about family, love, loss and good times. We hope to make you laugh and cry. Maybe we will convince you to tell your stories.
    — Kathrin Seitz, editor

    "Everyone, when they get quiet, when they become desperately honest with themselves, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. There is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there." — Henry Miller

    Kathrin Seitz teaches Method Writing in Rockport, New York City and Florida. She can be reached at  

    with choices to make,

    like which way is best, 

    what path to take.


    Content is essential 

    to guide me along

    for my self and for others 

    to take up this song. 


    This song of love 

    and dignity too, 

    not just for us, 

    But for you and for you.