Brook ~ A Definito Poem: Day 20/30 #National PoetryMonth

As part of Laura Shovan’s Water Poetry Project, I was introduced to a definito, a poetry style created by Heidi Mordhorst. Heidi defines definito as a free verse poem of 8 – 12 lines that highlights wordplay as it defines an uncommon word. I chose the word brook because, while rather common, I have always used the term but wanted to learn about the difference between brook, stream, and creek. My research led to definition found on the Atlas Obscura’s page defining 58 crazy different terms for water.

“THE DISTINCTION BETWEEN THE MOST common terms for flowing water—anything with a natural current moving from high to low—is roughly defined by size. As the old adage goes, “you can step over a brook, jump over a creek, wade across a stream and swim across a river.” A stream (#1) tends to be the generic term for flowing water; a river (#2) is the largest, while a creek (#3) is a small stream and a brook (#4) is even smaller, generally used in Old English and often babbling.”

Moonlight: Day 17/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

Today’s poem is a cinquain, a five lined poem with a specific number of syllables for each line: 2,4,6,8,2 syllables. I woke early this morning with the moon hanging low and shining over the lake. The scene brought a quick smile to my face, reminding me of the blessings I have in my life.

Dockside: Day 15/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

My inspiration today came once again from Laura Shovan’s #WaterPoemProject, specifically Amy VanDerwater’s guest post asking poets to think of a water memory. I went back to the age of twelve when I was visiting friends in New Hampshire and surprised when a boy pushed me off the old wooden dock. I probably still have slivers in there 50 years later!

I’m at the halfway mark for writing a poem a day for National Poetry Month. I’m enjoying stretching my writing self. I look forward to growing even more.

Sign of the Times: Day 14/30 #National Poetry Project #SOL20

It’s Slice of Life Tuesday AND National Poetry Month. Today I awoke to this mess of a table I was using for our desk during the blackout. It is a sunny spot but not the best place to get work done. Taking a note from Poems are Teachers (thank you Amy VanderWater) where pictures can prompt poems, I looked at the clutter and started writing. I do judge my writing today reflects the scattered messiness of the desk. 🙂

Eggs: Day 12/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

My process: I had a flashback to a memory of these beautiful sugar eggs made by a family member years ago. I started listing some of the other eggs I’ve enjoyed over past Easters. I added the robin’s egg at the end as a little Easter surprise.