Showing posts with label creek. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creek. Show all posts

Sunday, April 26, 2020

Apr26Poetry: Reasons Why



I'm trying something new, taking a risk this month - participating in
#VerseLove with Sarah Donovan,
hoping to write poetry every day this April.







Today's inspiration is a spoken word poem, creating a list or a countdown to create a clear argument. This poetry style is called "Reasons Why and Responses To," a way to share passion and expertise. What a challenge this was! Silver lining of rainy Sundays during a pandemic: extra time to play with words. Here's what I created:


Reasons Why I Walk Along the Creek in the Rain

7. It clears your head, better than bed, those daily steps, they give you pep.

6. You know you have the clothes, jacket, boots, nothing exposed, there's no bad weather, only bad clothes, this debate is all that slows.

5. You'll have the path to yourself, absolutely no doubt, silence in the rain, silence reigns, everything's so quiet, you hear so deep, branches crack, a frog leaps, wings flutter, water washes over rocks, it's so quiet you hear nature talk, there's something to be said about solitude, something that fills your soul and your mind, too.

4. It's like taking a trip in your mind, going to another place and time, you're in a cloud forest and you are lost, no - Isles of Shoals or some other sweet spot, maybe Gene Kelly's with you, singing away the blues, it's a big game of make-believe, same old same old like you've never seen.

3. Transported by your feet, a series of visuals without repeat, colors like no other, in the softer light, pinks seem pinker, flowers so bright, redbuds at peak, peeking at you, dogwoods want in on the show, too, it's a school without walls, surprises await, endless possibilities to see something great, the surprise of the heron, in the creek, standing and staring, and you, standing and staring, too, everything glistening in the rain, everything different, nothing the same.

2. Think about writing 'reasons why and responses to,' write in your head, as you're walking, muse, what is it they say, what do they advise, "Good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise?" - there's got to be a way you can answer this prompt, these puddles at your feet, making you stomp.

1. Because you can, understand, because you can.

And, you did.

Monday, April 20, 2020

Apr20Poetry - Anaphora



I'm trying something new, taking a risk this month - participating in
#VerseLove with Sarah Donovan,
hoping to write poetry every day this April.







Today's poetic inspiration is Richard Siken's poem "Detail of the Woods." Our challenge is to write a ten line poem, considering the following  -

"Try to describe the importance of this place or what is happening there from an inside perspective, without explicitly stating it. Include punctuation after each line. Try to limit each stanza to one or two lines. Feel free to use anaphora to create some repetition. Title the poem 'Detail of' your setting."

Detail of the Creek

In the quiet, there is only the gurgling water,
as it ripples over the rocks and around the bend, downstream.

You are a treasure.

Even mourning is a celebration,
raising a toast to the beauty of the world.

Words to page offers sweet peace,
sweet peace within walls.

This is a cracking open, a breaking apart, a widening of the void
between what we have always believed and what is real.

The gentle breeze moves me somewhere altogether new.