Hey! Hey! Day 10 of national poetry month and I will admit I got stumped for a bit on this one. My friend Teresa shared one of her tanka poems with me the other day and I loved the imagery of nature come to life. I made an attempt at this haiku-esque form. This form is 31 syllables following a 5-7-5-7-7 pattern across 5 lines. Think its easy? Nope. This poem had me taking many breaks to gather my thoughts. But I think I managed something nice for my first Tanka.
#10 Lupine cones gather bright purple, orange, yellow, like parishioners devoted to the warm sun deep in holy love, prayer
Today’s poem is a palindrome or mirror poem. The words repeat backwards like a mirror and sort of hinge on a word in the middle. It’s hard to get the second half to make sense. I tried. Here goes:
#9 I like hairy women, beastly. Almost growling, snarling loud, nails hardened, eyes glistening— lips ready to devour every moment. Every devourer is too ready, lips glistening, eyes hardened, nails loud, snarling, growling. Almost beastly women. Hairy, like I.
This makes me want to write about vampires and wolf women and vengeance. Maybe the poem works, maybe not, but it’s a writing prompt for sure. I’ll definitely practice this form again.
Tomorrow’s poem will be a Tanka. My good friend Teresa shared one of her tanka poems with me yesterday and I want to give it a try. It’s similar to a haiku but ends with a couplet and has specific syllable requirements as well. Come back tomorrow to see what I come up with.
I’ve been revisiting forms I used to know and even some I’ve not actively practice before. I came across another repeating type form called the Triolet last night and gave it a try.
Spirit says be patient Sit with silence through the noise This journey is not to be hastened Spirit says be patient Your growth and evolution nascent Reap abundance, reap the joys Spirit says be patient Sit with silence through the noise
I ended up writing a couple of these and I find the repetition of the lines really cool. A total of 8 lines with 3 being repeat lines made this kinda easy to play with.
Thanks for reading. What are you working on. Link your projects in the comments.
Today’s poem is a Ghazal (guzzle). I wanted to practice form a little since it’s been awhile since I’ve written a ghazal. I always find this form so reflective. The repetition creates a loop in the reader’s mind that is quite affective.
Do you say anything when you talk? Or do you just talk to talk?
I’m told often to listen But its too much useless talk.
Mouth moving - open/close, open/close Nothing but noise, womp-womp talk.
Ain’t your mouth dry, tongue sore? Lips cracked and bleeding ‘cos you can’t not talk.
I don’t understand. Weren’t you told be quiet! Hush! Don’t talk!
Didn’t that strip your desire? How, after that, do you talk?
How does it feel to believe in your voice? How does it feel to talk?
Oh, dear...Krystal, perhaps now is a good time. Relearn to speak. It’s okay to talk.
Another day another poem. Thanks for reading and hope your poetry month writing is going great for you!
Struggling today to write but I managed to produce a poem to post.
The children in my dreams do not have names. They smile and point to treats on the tables in front of them. They reach for more than their fingers can hold and I allow it. There is plenty to have.
Who’s children are these? They grin and listen to the words I say. I look at their faces trying to recognize something in their smiles, their eyes. I see only shiny energy and wonder.
And I am calm, unfazed by all the questions they ask, all the things they do not know.
Hmm, this doesn’t have a title and perhaps it’s not all the way finished. I like what I have here. We’ll see what unfolds with this later on if necessary. Thanks for joining me on this 5th day. Enjoy your Sunday and stay safe.
A week or so ago I watched Rupi Kaur’s Instagram live poetry workshop. She did a list poem that I thought was pretty nifty. It was called A List of Things to Share w/the World. I wrote my list that day and loved it. I thought I would do one today for day 4 of National Poetry Month. The title is part of the poem.
A List of Things I Need More of
Laughter Sunshine Sweetness Dance music Stability Quiet Encouragement Strong coffee, a stiff drink Hugs/touch
Kisses on my face
This was just a quick poem off the dome this morning. I like it. It’s real and not too complicated. Thanks for reading!