It's an interesting concept; finding hidden poetry within words chosen by someone else. Using a simple black marker and an old paper to create something new.
I'm ever more aware of how my body is changing as I get older; and though I still have a lot of anxiety about how I look, I have found that I am more at ease with my imperfections than I was five years ago.
Today is my birthday! What better way to simultaneously celebrate and recognise my anxieties about ageing, than write an Honest Haiku?!
I wanted to write a little poem dedicated to this time of year. It's not witty, or clever – to be honest it's pretty basic – but it's full of my love for flame and spark.
I finally have the next installment, to my poetry series. This one was actually part of another poem, but I chopped it off so it had its own starring role.
We have been brought up seeing poetry as this thing to take very seriously; a high-culture something to think deeply about. And so many people don’t think it’s for them. I don’t think that’s the case at all. It’s time for this to change.
Autumn is beautiful inside and out. When I started writing poetry again, the first one I finished, shared and performed, was one about the best season of all; and it's time I shared it with you.
I wrote a poem for Stylist Magazine's first ever wedding competition...and won! Here's my entry, and a little more info.
Read More: Honest Haiku: one Honest Haiku: two Honest Haiku: three Honest Haiku: five Honest Haiku: six
At the end of last year I took an evening course titled ‘Poetry Essentials: Writing Free Verse’. It taught me a lot more than just about structure, sound, and style. I think it's about time I shared some of them with you (and reacquainted myself with them as well).