Today’s official NaPoWriMo prompt is to use one of the chapter titles from the book Poemcrazy as inspiration for a poem. There are 60 or so different chapters so plenty to choose from. I chose “Being Here,” which fit well with FOWC: Focus. I might return to these chapter titles because most of them could lead to some intriguing poems! I am also sharing with the Writers’ Pantry. Happy Sunday!
Being Present
A Lesson
Today’s poem was actually inspired by yesterday’s one-word challenge from Fandango, which was “never.” I guess this also builds off of yesterday’s post, in which I mentioned that we could learn from those strawberry flowers. Here’s something else to learn from them.
Haibun for the End of March
A haibun for DVerse, alluding to cherry blossoms, also partially inspired by FOWC: Slight, but mostly inspired by my family’s garden.
A warm afternoon at the end of March passes both languidly and much too quickly. The sky is blue, with no clouds blowing in the slight breeze. A monarch butterfly, black-and-orange wings majestic and beautiful flies — almost floats — nearly close enough to kiss the nose of an observer. The bird-feeders, filled for the first time in a long while, attract many other winged creatures, feathered things opening their hungry beaks.
And it is around now, when the cherry blossoms bloom at their peak.
Nature takes her time —
From the outside see Earth spin
Making us dizzy
Flowing Water
This poem was inspired by this prompt about meditation. There are several different methods of meditation. The one I do most often is probably the rosary, which, more than the prayers themselves, is really a meditation on the events of the life of Jesus Christ, especially through the eyes of Mary. However, like many people I also enjoy being in nature and feel a lot of peace around flowing water. I went to a park today that has a pond and some tiny waterfalls in it and enjoyed taking in the peace of nature there. 🙂
Water —
I am alive,
Experience stillness,
As I listen to it flowing,
Breathing
Photo by Samuel Silitonga on Pexels.com
Joy Not Stolen
A décima for this week’s challenge: STEAL in the B rhyme spot. I wrote this one yesterday, on Valentine’s Day. I honestly thought that I would feel at least moderately sad yesterday, but it was actually one of the happiest days in a while. 🙂
Inspiration
One thing I am loving today is….the act of creating art. I guess you could call this the “flow state.” This stream-of-consciousness poem is for SOCS: above/below.
Above all, I wanted to just post something today. Yesterday I didn’t post anything and hardly wrote anything, either. Until about 8 p.m., I had only written one poem, and the good news about that is, by the time I went to sleep, I had written another 3 poems in my notebook. Their quality, however, is dubious and most likely below average.This is my second poem of today. Let’s see if I have any luck in following this mysterious and winding stream.
Those days that I love the most
Are the ones when I am least aware
Of my own thoughts. No reason to boast
Or be ashamed, I am simply there.
I am playing music at piano keys,
Or writing poems by hand in ink.
Perhaps I feel not aloft on the breeze,
Neither do I in dark depths sink.
I am spending time in the presence
Of those I love, and Love itself,
My very being exists as intense
Creative force, which is my wealth.
Happiness Speaks
My attempt at a dramatic monologue for Linda Kruschke’s paint-chip poetry prompt this week, also partially inspired by FOWC: Category and JusJoJan for today.
Learning to Sail
For Ronovan’s décima challenge, which this week is FLOAT.
Those who keep going, I admire:
Although we walk, life is a boat.
So hard to keep the ship afloat,
The seas themselves seem to conspire.
Let hope and love be my attire,
To never let the boat capsize,
To skill in sailing realize.
Even when the waves are choppy
May they not break serenity:
Enjoy the ride, sun in my eyes.
And Who Is My Neighbor?
Today’s poem is a cherita, inspired by JusJoJan and FOWC: Instead. In a way, this is also a response to Rumi’s well-known poem “The Guest House.” The poem is a good reminder, even though I don’t always want to hear it. Sometimes I feel like screaming, “But I don’t want any guests!!!” Without any further ado…. Continue reading
Intentionally Being
An acrostic for FOWC: Delight and Writing Wednesday (actually done on a Wednesday!), Intention. One-liner Wednesday includes a picture of some delightful snow carolers. 🙂
Drink in the heady mix of this moment,
Entirely yours for an instant:
Let come whatever may, though
Intention always consists of
Gladness, in whatever form to find
Happiness, for this thin slice of
Time.
