Almost Halfway through A Month of Poetry

Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.
-Plutarch

So, we are just about half way through Camp NaNoWriMo and NaPoWriMo. When I think about that I have a bit of a hard time believing that time seems to be passing so quickly!

This April I decided to try to write a poem a day. As of now I have almost managed to do that although I did have to skip a few times.

I have been trying a great many kinds of poetry and that’s been very enjoyable.

This is the first time I have done NaPoWriMo, but I have done NaNoWriMo before. For me, at least, this has been more restful than trying to write a fifty thousand word novel in a month, although when I consider it most things are doubtless easier than trying to write fifty thousand words in a month.

At any rate, I have been writing quite a few poems this month and I would like to share three of the better ones.

The first one is an acrostic poem. I always find acrostics fun and easy, although this one ended up being more serious than most of my acrostics are.

Life

Living, breathing, dreaming, wondering how this all will work
If only I can make it through another day without fearing the future
Floundering through the confusing world
Eternity should never have been made a word

This second poem is a quatern. It is non-rhyming poem that reminds in of a haiku despite the fact that it is much longer.

A Spring Morning

Bright, gentle sunlight shining down
The very day sings for joy and
The flowers are dancing upon
Their stems as leaves admire them

Blue sky seems pale in comparison
Bright, gentle sunlight shining down
Clouds cling to the low mountain sides
‘Come outside!’ Everything calls

Birds call me from the window
And I find I must obey them
Bright, gentle sun shining down
I step outside feeling warm sun

I feel I must sing as the birds
Or dance like the flowers else I
Burst with joy for the Lord, my God.
Bright, gentle sun shining down

This last poem that I am going to share with you today is called a kimo. It is the Hebrew version of a haiku and has more syllables.

Library

The aisle made of shelves may not seem very
long, however there are books
each one an adventure.

We are just about half way through this month of poetry writing, and the middle is always the most difficult. So if you are losing hope or feeling as though your idea is no good, try to remember that the middle is the most difficult and if you just stick with it for a little bit longer it will get better.

Good luck with Camp NaNoWriMo and NaPoWriMo!

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