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Showing posts with label shape poem. Show all posts

Thursday, October 14, 2021

OctPoWriMo #14 - Shape Day!!!

 It's shape day!!


I usually skip day, or shape poem day (a Letterkenny reference.) If anyone is familiar with Letterkenny, and 'to be fair!' not many are. But, 'TO BE FAIIIIR' it is actually a good show. Today's poem is written in the shape the the subject matter. I don't always like trying to write a poem in the shape of the subject matter/theme, but today I did think, 'why not?'

Dear Readers, I present today's writing faaaaaaaaaaare...


Day #14 - Rain (Shape Poem); pelting, drip

Raindrops

Pat

Pat

Pitter 

Pat pitter

Pat pat...

Pelting &

Drumming

Oh, the drumming

I can hear it

The raindrops

The rain

Falling

Down.

Drip!


Saturday, October 3, 2015

OctPoWriMo: I Just Want To

This is short, Dear Readers! Today has been a very full day of skypeing my dad, radio show rehearsal, KFC for lunch (these are really rare in upstate New York), costume shopping, and haunting the Hay Ride. Whew! That was a long sentence. 

Now we are prepping for Doctor Who  night (a little late), with pizza bites and cider. So, that is why I need to make it quick. That and it is 10:00 at night.



Today's Prompt: What drains you? What keeps you from writing (or other hobbies and passions)?

Also, make it a shape poem. This one is a toughie. The wrote the first part of this poem this morning, and now finishing it. But to put it into a shape is frustrating me. That is until Brittany suggested this. It is a little lop-sided, but I think it works.

The thing that drains me is the fear that I am never good enough. There are sometimes when I don't write, or don't do a show, because I am afraid. The fear is this monster that eats my confidence and leaves me drained. But, good news, Dear Readers, I fight it. Sometimes, some days it is hard. Don't this poem is a bit of how I feel when the fear monsters come calling. Enjoy!



I Just Want to

Fear is a monster. It,
                       it
                  stalks
           you in 
       the moments
                                                                         draining
                                                                         the life.
                                                                      Circling
                                                                   down 
                                                                into the darkness of sleep.


While you are here, go and check out the other poets of OctPoWriMo here.