April is National Poetry month and I have been trying my hand at writing a few new and different (for me) formats of poems. I do this because I believe that you can’t teach it if you haven’t tried writing it yourself. This week I attempt a cinquain. If you search for directions on how to write a cinquain, you will find many different variations, but the common thread seen was using fives lines of text with no rhyming words.
Today I write a poem to honor the new bicycle that I picked out last week. My children surprised me at Christmas with a gift card for a new bicycle and so with last week being vacation, I finally took the time to pick it out! I just love the fact that the tides are turning and they are now buying ME a bicycle!
Pedaling, Shifting, Whizzing
Flying down the path
|Arriving home from the bike shop with my new bicycle.
Yes, I do have a helmet!
Thank you to the Two Writing Teachers for sponsoring Slice of LIfe Tuesday. Each week I am afforded an opportunity to practice living a writerly life.
Last night I awoke to find the moon shining through my window and onto the water. The moonlight captured the choppy late night waters, making the lake shine like expensive diamonds. I heard my friend’s famous saying: If you don’t get a picture, it never happened. And I always say: A picture paints a thousand words. Either way I decided to get out of bed to get a better look and attempt to take a picture on my phone to capture the beauty of the early morning view.
SNAP and FLASH!
Oh No! I forgot to turn off the automatic flash. The neighbors probably thought there was a lightning storm at 3am. I adjusted the settings and tried again. Too tired to check my photos, I crawled back into bed until it was really morning. At breakfast I turned on my phone to check out my pictures. Nothing there but a black screen and a small white light in the center. Disappointment settled in. Where was that beautiful scene? My friend’s words came back to me. Oh well, maybe it never happened. Maybe it was just a dream. Either way, in my mind’s eye that moonlit scene was worth a thousand words, or possibly 212 words. At the very least this scene was worth a small moment story!
April is National Poetry month so I am once again trying my hand at new to me poetry format, the haiku. I think the last haiku I wrote was when I was in elementary school. I recall the 5-7-5 syllable count but I needed to google the format to see if there were any other parameters and found many variations. Most of my searching found reminded me that haikus typically focus on nature themes and that when displaying the letters should all be centered.
Coincidentally I received an invite from my brother in law to climb aboard their boat for the maiden voyage of the year! Inspired by my impromptu experience, I wrote a haiku for my weekly slice.
Windows open wide
Sunshine warm against the skin
Time for sunset cruise
Thank you to the Two Writing Teachers for this establishing and fostering a wonderful writing community.
Last month I challenged myself to the March Slice of Life Writing Challenge sponsored by The Two Writing Teachers. Writing for 31 days straight was a huge time commitment but the growth was great. I am proud to display my badge of courage.
On my last post for the March Slice of Life challenge I noted that I wanted to continue with my commitment to writing by posting a slice of life each Tuesday. I also reflected that I enjoyed writing poetry and I wanted to try new formats. With April marking National Poetry Month I thought I would dive right in by attempting to write an ode. Thanks to a recent blog post on A Day in the Life for inspiring and teaching me to write an ode – or my interpretation of one!
I am writing this ode from the point of view of my granddaughter who ate her first slice of cake at her 1st birthday party this weekend.
Ode to a Cupcake and the First Taste of Sweetness
Pink and shiny treat spotted on my tray
Gooey goodness cover my hands
Squeals of the crowd, laughing with delight
Sweetness fills my nose
Sugary topping reaches my tongue…
Will I ever taste anything so scrumptious again?