Thirty Days of Poems: Day 30/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

In honor of National Poetry Month I have been drafting a poem each day. So it is fitting that my final daily poem be a reflection of the writing accomplished. While I won’t be penning daily poems, I’ll still be playing with words on this blog and elsewhere.

Reflections: A Palindrome Poem: Day 29/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

I took this photo of the sun rising above the lake this morning and knew it had a poem hiding in the scene. I kept thinking of the beauty in the reflection and then it occurred to me that a palindrome poem fit the scene perfectly, with words reflecting top and bottom. What’s a palindrome poem you ask? It’s a poem that reads forward and backwards. So the first four lines are repeated backwards, pivoting on the word in the fifth line! I wish the words came as easily as the idea. These poems aren’t as easy as they sound.

New Journal: Day 28/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

Today’s poem is a simple haiku dedicated to the new journal I opened this morning. It is journal number two for the year. I was amazed at how clean and fresh it looked and instantly began writing words that described this new space. Once I had that list made it was easy to play around with the words to create a haiku about this new writing space! I used the cover of the new journal as my photo today.

And So We Knelt: Day 27/30 #NationalPoeteyMonth

Last Saturday I helped out at my in-laws planting 250 Christmas tree seedlings at their tree farm. I always enjoy the time away from the ordinary to get in the dirt and help out. These words were more or less a random stream of thoughts that went through my head as we planted the trees.

This is the second poem I wrote about Saturday’s plantings. My first one was a How To poem.

Cousins: Day 26/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

We had a wonderful Saturday with the little cousins all playing in and around the lake. It is so awesome to see them sharing and laughing and splashing together! Today’s poem is a diamante poem filled with words that I consider when thinking about my four grandchildren. A diamante poem makes use of parts of speech: nouns, adjectives, and verbs and forming a diamond shape. I chose this poem format because they are my shining gems!

How To Plant a Christmas Tree: Day 25/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

Every spring we plant a few hundred trees at my in-law’s Christmas tree farm in Massachusetts. And each year I need another lesson in how to plant these delicate seedlings. Today’s poem was inspired by those directions.

I knew right away I wanted to write this poem as a shape poem and then chose an upside down nonet poem to mirror that tree like shape. A nonet has nine lines, with the first line having one syllable and building to the ninth line with nine syllables – or vice versa.

Not Throwin’ Away My Shot: Day 24/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

I have been wanting to try my hand at writing a blackout poem this month and haven’t been able to find a text that suits me. As I sat down to write today I thought about getting dose number two and my mind went to the famous Hamilton song: Not Throwin’ Away My Shot. While I know the song has been used by many as a kind of theme song for getting vaccinated, I thought I’d start simple and use this song to capture some of my thoughts about getting my second shot and my hopes for life after the two week waiting period. My draft poem is above and my blackout process is below.

Summer Yearnings: Day 23/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

Each year the lake waters get drawn down to help control the weeds. With this year being an extended draw down our wait for the water to return to our steps seems longer. As I sat down to write today I realize how impatient I was getting, not just for the water to return but for all the delightful parts that go with summer at the lake!

April Storm: Day 22/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

A storm bubbled up yesterday just as I sat down to write my daily poem. I took a few pictures and jotted down some storm words – with the help of my online thesaurus of course! While this wasn’t the poem I was trying to write, it came easier than the poem I had intended.

Mute Swan: Day 21/30 #NationalPoetryMonth

My daughter saw these brass swan at a local antique shop and knew they belonged in our lakefront home. We love watching the swan that grace our lake with their long white necks that dip into the waters, and then awkwardly take to flight. Before writing this poem I did a little reading about the swan and discovered the species I see is known as the Mute Swan, making it easy to write these words about our new planters.