Summer's Grip Releasing is #15 in this collection I'm calling, very simply, 100+ Poetic Forms.
The Symbiotic Life is #14 in this collection I'm calling, very simply, 100+ Poetic Forms.
Writing a Golden Shovel Poetry Form from Henry David Thoreau's Journal, Dec 20, 1851 - The trees indeed have hearts.
Adding up all the places I’ve been I can fill a sheet of paper with words But then I must subtract the ways that I have been rude to you and other people It seemed fun at first to sum up my life in a short and Pythagorian way then I stared at the paper … Continue reading Throwback Friday- Mathmatics by Liyona
Today's poetry form is called Diminishing Verse Poetry. From Brewer, "The main rule of diminishing verse poetry is to remove the first letter of end word in the previous line." For example: Line one ends with grad, line two rad, and line three ad. Read here for some examples. I Am on Fire for 50 … Continue reading I Am on Fire, By Donna Matthews
Today's poetry form is called Concrete Poetry. Huh?? From Brewer, "Concrete poetry is one of the more experimental forms available...they use space and sound to communicate. Concrete poetry is more visual than other poetic forms." Honestly, I found this one quite difficult. But I also found in it an opportunity to combine this entry with … Continue reading Warrior, By Donna Matthews
Today's poetry form is called Cinquain. From Brewer, "A nifty five-line poetic form from Adelaide Crapsey. Inspired by tanka, the cinquain is comprised of two syllables in the first line, four in the second line, six in the third, eight in the fourth, and two in the fifth." Other considerations include the freedom of adding … Continue reading Alive, By Donna Matthews
Recently, I started a personal challenge to explore and write in 100+ different poetic forms. To assist me in this journey is Robert Lee Brewer's The Complete Guide of Poetic Forms where he gives the form and an example. Where Will Our Story End is #7 in this collection I'm calling, very simply, 100+ Poetic … Continue reading Live Like You Were Dying, By Donna Matthews
These Vexing Times I’m repotting plants today…repotting, relocating, rethinking. Anything to feel a bit of control over my immediate destiny. A little dramatic? Yes, but still, these are vexing times. So much of my autonomy is in question these days…but I remain the queen of my home…and plants my subjects. As I cradle the root … Continue reading These Vexing Times, Donna Matthews
why poems? a bread crumb trail back to me what did I see? what caught my fancy? the cerulean hue of the spring sky a babe’s cheeks in the cool shade the bright red cardinal from the corner of my eye a boy lost in his imagination people watching behind sunglasses what stories will I … Continue reading Why Poems? By Donna Matthews