Until March 31, if anyone had asked me if I planned to write a poem every day in April, I would have laughed. Absolutely not. I can barely write prose these days. Poetry is completely outside the realm of possibility.
I knew alluring invitations and poetry projects would appear on some of my favorite blogs on the last day of March. But that was ok. They weren’t going to tempt me. It would be easy to resist another daily writing/publishing challenge. I resolved to keep reading and commenting (because poets like comments just as much as slicers do), maybe do a little writing in my notebook alongside the more inspiring prompts.
And then I opened Margeret’s final slice yesterday.
What is it that makes Margaret’s invitations to write poetry so extra special inviting? As I was reading her post, suddenly a daily poetry challenge made perfect sense to me. After all, when you can’t write, what better way back to writing than poetry?
Margaret and Molly collaborated to create a lovely flexible calendar of ideas to inspire poems this month if you’d like to join too.
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Spring.
No signs
today, just
rain falling straight
to the earth where I
imagine abundance
abiding under wet soil.
I wonder if spring waits for rain,
or pauses, patiently listening
for returning birds to sing it to life.
An etheree is a ten-line poem starting with a one-syllable line. Each line adds a syllable. I had Trina’s post in mind as I wrote this etheree. Beginning where I was (sitting in a coffee shop), looking out the window (where all I could see was sidewalk, road, building, apparently no nature at all.) Then I realized it was raining. I’m also linking up with Leigh Anne’s new nature writing initiative, Solace and Connection.
the dirigible plum 
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