Day 11 - Prompt: Letter to my Muse / Poetic Form: Didactic Poem
Letter to My Muse
Dear Muse,
Write--
grant me the words
to compose the sonnets
that graces my loves ears.
Create--
something out of nothing,
you know the drill,
with pen and paper
out down the needed script.
Birth--
with labour pains no one else gets
contractions of nouns and verbs
breaths of adjectives
to still even the jauntiest of adverbs.
Make something--
that didn't exist before
something that a writer
can be proud of.
Sincerely,
A Writer
Day 12 - Prompt: Silliness / Poetic Form: Haiku (I am not too keen on the forms today, so I am doing an old standby favourite)
Post Office Steps
Remember the steps
The sound I made when I fell down--
that's right, you're laughing.
Been having trouble staying on task this month, and I am a little disappointed that I not not trying more forms. It is still early, maybe I can make something of it by mid month. Or maybe I need to aim my focus on a bit of spoopy Halloween goodness? Maybe a bit of both? I am not sure. It feels that when I get a foothold on something stable, well then the carpet gets pulled out from under me. It is all a long story, nothing to bore you with. I have been struggling, pretty hardcore this month. I do like some of my output, just feeling like I am not giving it a complete chance.
Do you ever feel like that, Dear Readers? Leave me a comment, and thank you!
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