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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
A sudden swooping of two mourning doves coming out of their nests in the trees prompted this poem. I kept picturing myself as Tippi Hedren in The Birds. Except I can laugh!
I saw the scene playing out last Saturday and I immediately started to wonder what she was thinking. I couldn’t get over her sitting alone in that large church. The words alone kept screaming out at me. As a widow myself, I couldn’t help but think about her new status and what her future life will hold for her alone.