It’s November, the ground is thick with fallen leaves and I am getting all misty-eyed for the written word.
Yup, as the temperature drops my love of reading, writing, and general word-messing-with soars! I blame Robert Frost, all Irish writers and the beautifully melancholic winters of home…really could anything be more perfect than tea, a bright winter sky, frost on the ground and a blank page in front of you…eh, no!
In answer to my hearts call, this November I am taking up the challenge of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month – where crazy peeps all over the world pledge to write every day in November, no editting allowed, and end up with a blinkin’ novel at the end!).
HOWEVER, instead of a novel I’m offering 30 poems in 30 days, making it NaPoWriMo for me! (NaPoWriMo does exist but happens in April instead…not so Robert Frost-y then). The only rule is I can’t go back and edit after that day has passed, that can come in December, so rough and raw is the aim of the game!
I haven’t written a poem since moving, in fact since the last meeting of ‘Chapter & Verse’, the most-bestest-incredible Literary Arts Group I’ve ever been part of. I dedicate this month of poetry to Keian, Helen and Jenny, my trio of Word-Warriors, who inspired me to great things there!
I’ll be sharing the ones I’m particularly proud of and of course updating you on my sanity of mind as the month progresses!
Todays first offering is short and sweet, written about a little person I have had the pleasure of getting to know recently…for SJ.
Bun Rising
Feel it (Push) Homeward, Heartward molecules of matter Compressing Contouring Concentrating Into, Onto, Unto molecules that matter Loving Pressure.
