And what, you ask, does writing teach us? First and foremost, it reminds us that we are alive and that it is a gift and a privilege, not a right. – Ray Bradbury
It seems like it has been a thousand years and just a few days at the same time since I started on this adventure called NaPoWriMo.
I have managed to write a bit over thirty poems this months. More poems then I have ever before written in a single month.
I am proud of what I have accomplished and yet it feels like the end of an age. I doubt that after today I will be able to continue to write a poem a day.
I managed to get to my goal, I wrote a poem a day. It did not end up being as hard as I was expecting it to be. The time that I spent writing poetry was a quiet, bright spot in my day.
I would like to share a few of the poems that I wrote this month.
This one is the Puerto Rican version of a Decima.
There is One who is so much greater than me
It is He who commands my coming and going
He is all-knowing
He cares about all things from the greatest tree
To the very smallest bee
He is Father, Brother, Friend
He will stay with me to the very end
He is personal and yet Majestic
He is the one who leads the life orchestic
Me will he will love and defend
This poem is called a Gogyohka. I think that the hardest part about it is pronouncing its name.
There’s no way
to change it
there’s no going back
once something is done
it is finished
This is a limerick poem. I ended up being rather silly with it after the style of Edward Lear.
The Young Lady of Remiph
There once was a young lady of Remiph
Who was always getting into a tiff
Until one day she got into one
With a tiger, then she was done
And never again was seen in Remiph
So that is what I did this month! I am so glad that I got the chance to write this poetry.
I hope that if you did NaPoWriMo or Camp NaNoWriMo that you realize just how much you accomplished this month, even those of you who did not reach your goal.