The penultimate day of the poem-a-day challenge! I think I say that every year, mostly because I love the word “penultimate.” I may say that every year too.
Because of regular life busy-ness, and the Edmonton Poetry Festival workshop and reading I have tomorrow, all I’ve managed today is another micro inspired by the 30/30 prompt “a slight change of plans.”
the way one slight change can create an opening for a substantial difference
An untitled micropoem after the 30/30 prompt “personal effects.”
the personal effect of carrying your nightgown, glasses, wedding ring, in a plastic grocery bag, still felt in my chest seven years later
An untitled micro from the prompt “doodle-filled blackboard.”
So many flowers
on the doodle-filled blackboard.
Spring is a lesson
in hope.
A micro, responding to today’s 30/30 prompt “first word.”
Trying
to make the first words
of every morning
sound like Thank You
Yesterday’s NaPoWriMo.net prompt was about something big, so naturally today’s is about something small. I went with found tiny poems about tiny, sciency things.
Four Tiny Poems
1.
huge discovery
something smaller than a quark
inside everything
2.
infinitesimal
an incredibly long word
for something so wee
3.
computer of note
always runs on sun
4.
how many phonons
make up the colossal sound
of ‘yes, I love you’?
One week in! Hooray!
I am a bit pressed for time today, and didn’t have a chance to think as deeply about the prompt “landscape” as I would have liked, so out came this micro instead.
Landscape Mode
Oh, how much
of the precious world
unfurls
with just a shift
in perspective
In addition to the poem-a-day challenge in April, I’ve been writing a poem a month along with a local group of writers. They are ’21 themed for the year. This month’s called for a 21-line or 21-syllable poem that honours someone important to you. Short on time, but no less inspired by my own daughter, I came up with a micro.
When My Daughter Doodles Hearts where hands and eyes should go I draw what I feel, she says What if the world is still good?
One week down!! Today’s seemingly simple prompt proved rather difficult for me. NaPoWriMo.net asked poets pick from or combine two kinds of short form poetry – the shadorma, and the Fib. The shadorma is a six-line, 26-syllable poem (or a stanza – you can write a poem that is made of multiple shadorma stanzas). The syllable count by line is 3/5/3/3/7/5. The Fib is a six-line form where the syllable count is based off the Fibonacci sequence of 1/1/2/3/5/8. You can link multiple Fibs together into a multi-stanza poem, or even start going backwards after your first six lines, with syllable counts of 8/5/3/2/1/1. I tried linking one of each, but haven’t landed on any sort of title.
There are pockets of darkness I never want to stop myself from dipping into. Like a tongue rubbing a raw cut on the gum, hoping that each twinge will be testimony or reason to be.
This weekend I’m participating in CV2‘s 2-Day poem contest, where poets have 48 hours to compose a poem using 10 given, and often challenging words. It’s the fifth time I’ve participated, and it never gets old. But it does mean I have a bit less time to devote to the regular poem-a-day challenge. So, today’s poem is a quickie inspired by the Stroll of Poets prompt to write about something “in the margins.”
The Wizardry of Some Poems
searching the margins
for the invisible ink
that makes them magic
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I regret to say that I didn’t have much time today to thoughtfully consider a poem about “regret”, which is the Writer’s Digest prompt. But, this micro did spring pretty quickly to mind.
Worst Words
Pointless but potent
heart sting of
If only
A few nights ago I had the pleasure of attending a Edmonton Poetry Festival reading, and discovering that poet Angela Kublik is a staff member at my own, beloved local library. I have read some of Ms. Kublik’s work in the past, and adore the anthologies she’s co-edited: Home and Away: Alberta’s Finest Poets Muse on the Meaning of Home and Writing the Land: Alberta through its Poets. Being a huge fan of haibun, I particularly enjoyed Ms. Kublik’s “An Unsuspecting Lump of Clay” series which was published on DailyHaiku.org.
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