All sorts of ideas to enhance your creativity, plus things that are just plain beautiful.
My final assignments:
I used to think that
If I get past this crisis
My life is golden
Don’t look at me
Don’t ask me my opinion
My contribution suffers by comparison
Pay no attention to the woman behind the curtain
Let me just recede into the corner
Trying so hard to be invisible
Just look past me
Just let me be
I no longer frequent
The place I loved to be
Where once I arrived early and stayed late
Giving all was my pleasure
Till it wasn’t enough
The faces I loved
I will never see again
Will you even miss me
I enjoyed this class. I learned one thing—that I can, too, write a poem. I am looking forward to taking Writing 201.
One of my writing goals for 2016 is to write a poem a day. And maybe work on rhyming some of them.
I’m stuck on Monday’s assignment—I started it two different ways, and neither took off. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow.
Here are the poems for yesterday and today:
You led me to the place where I could see your majesty laid out before me
You revealed to me what no one else will ever see
What You made especially for me
You showered me with gifts that cost nothing and everything
You made me the beneficiary of Your unmerited favor
Defacement of public property:
Bold, sprayed letters, flourished as if from a calligrapher’s nib—
A command to perform the most impossible feat of procreation.
Useth thee thy talents thusly?
Why not apply them for edification?
Why not create a beauteous fresco,
A wise exhortation?
Turpentine is the instrument of thine eradication.
I’m taking Writing 101: A Poem a Day through WordPress Blogging U. I’m a little behind, but here are the rest of my assignments for the week. I changed Day 4’s prompt from the unit of time to other kinds of seconds.
I‘m not an insomniac, Doctor. I sleep all
Night–minutes at a time.
Sometimes hours at a time. I wake, check
Out the clock, and go right back to sleep.
Many times I dream. Annoying, familiar dreams.
Nagging, tedious dreams. Posting-on-Facebook dreams.
In the morning, I wake exhausted and
Anxious as my memories of the night escape.
I’ll have another.
(Never the top applicant,
You who hate my liberty
Have stolen my freedom
Leaving distrust in your wake.
Anyone who looks like you is under suspicion.
Even I am presumed guilty
As I negotiate the airport obstacle course.
If my land is so evil, stay away.
Make your country the envy of mine.
I’m taking Writing 101: A Poem a Day through WordPress Blogging U. Today should be Day 3, but I’m just getting around to the first two assignments. Hopefully I’ll eventually catch up.
I’m a horrible poet—which is why I wanted to take this challenge. Maybe I can improve with practice.
I thought I’d start with haiku, since I find the form delightful, yet challenging.
some assembly required
come together whole
Should I have done it?
I wish I hadn’t done it.
Sorrow and regret.