I know, last month was poetry month, but so what? Poetry flows right through you, if you stop to listen. Hear it? It’s in your eyes, heart and soul when you look at nature or something else just as beautiful. Walk down the road and you will see and hear all sorts of sounds and sights.
In my world, I see nature. All sorts of four legged-furry friends scamper, run and jump through my five-acre wooded lot. Birds sing and drop their seeds from our bird feeder and the squirrels scoop them up and a hurry. The deer like the leftovers, too.
If you have a mind to do it, put all of this into words and watch it flow onto the page. When finished, you’ll think—that came from me? I don’t believe it! So then go back and re-read it from the beginning to the end. Did you add more to it? That’s how you write. Keep adding until you’re finished.
Here’s some fun poetry from my new poetry book.
Whispers From the Wind
Striped and yellow jackets swarm around gathering summer honey
buzzing in our quiet ears forcing us whispering weary and abundantly scared
Little children chase off far from the attacking buzz
Screaming and shouting for their mother’s who scream and shout
for the dad’s
We’re being invaded by buzzing bees!” the mother shouts. “They sting and hurt.”
“They give us deliciously, warm autumn honey,” the dad says, “which we will ooze onto a freshly baked slice of bread,
lick our lips and fingers, delight our tummy
with the first bite.”
Enjoy the day! Enjoy the poetry from your surroundings high in the sky and under your feet! Today is the day to begin to write what’s in your heart, mind, and soul.