Saturday morning walks I usually look for, but a change in the weather and some early morning overthinking create this space of discomfort — Moody night, Melancholy morning I'll be honest. Lately, I've been feeling underwhelmed about my medium engagement. On both sides. My side and the reader's side. I'm prepared to take full accountability for declining the activity on my articles and poems. I need to step up and set aside time to read. I don't read…

I curated a collection of my top articles together in one place. There are 16 stories. In celebration of my reaching 700 followers, I'm going to give you a synopsis of seven. — Before we start, here is the complete, curated list of articles. Masterful My classic curation of articles I've written. These works resonated with my readers on a more profound and high level…walterpopmatthewsiv.medium.com

Wait…did it rain on the day I just published a piece about my relationship with the rain. Also, I debuted my newest list called The Rain Collection. — Yes. It happened. I can't make this stuff, everyone. The paint is still drying on the other paintings I just delivered, and it started raining moments after I hit publish. I was still at work and didn't think anything of it. I'm publishing this a week later

Two authors unite for a classic meeting of the minds. This is the backstory behind my book, S.D. Booker's book and our conversation on his show. It's incredible how destiny brings people together. — This is a companion story that I felt compelled to write about what led up to a video conversation with a fellow writer and author. The experience was so pivotal in my life I wanted to make sure I gave it some extra touches as an artist and composer.

I remember a girlfriend from my past expressed… —

Writing a poem simultaneously as I am experiencing it — Step onto my rooftop, and what do I feel The earth is in perpetual movement But I am still I see dark blue vapors Contrast An indigo and orange sky As I feel a cool Jetstream coming From west to east I saw a flock of birds go by Silhouettes of commercial…

An unexpected and spontaneous write after a calming walk in the Friday morning rain — Happy Faithful Friday. I have to choose faith over fear every day. Having faith is doing things that don't make sense to anyone else. Not even me. Walking with terrible back pains for the month of December was me having the faith that I would see myself as if I…

It’s a cold and windy day on my trip downtown. — It feels like the Chi I’ve never been I can imagine How it feels outside Sooner or later My old self has to die Sooner or later I have to wave this redundant cycle Goodbye Sooner or later Over these skyscrapers, I’ll Fly I’m in the valley Snow-capped mountains are my high…

Zen walk on a Monday in February. — I didn’t even plan to walk or write anything today because I have other things to edit. I slept in today after getting some much-needed rest. It’s a magnificent Monday, and I feel blessed. This poem doesn’t have a strict structure, so forgive me if I rhyme. …