June 7, 2017
The sun has returned after what seems like days and days of cool, rainy weather. Summer is finally in the air.
In this blog, I am going to share some poems that I have written in the last few weeks. Many are inspired by the ocean in Maine. I spent my birthday sitting on the wet rocks at the very tip of Seapoint Beach.
I learned about this form of poetry from my cousin friend, Tracey, who first inspired me to write when I was ten years old. On my annual February visit to Hawaii, where Tracey lives, we played around with this structure. I find myself writing these little poems all the time – at the beach, after meditation, looking out the window. I love how simple and spare they are.
These are 19 syllable poems in four lines, a kind of elongated Haiku. Line 1 – 7 syllables, Line 2 – 5 syllables, Line 3 – 2 syllables (or 1), Line 4 – 5 (or 6).
Since this is play, if I need 20 syllables, I do. Or sometimes I let the 19 syllables spin me where else they want to go. I have found it very settling, therapeutic and just fun. Try some yourself.
from Hawaii:
I walk alone pondering
poems and pleasure,
streams
sing their way to the sea.
~
Which way does the weather go?
from above? from the sea?
or
from my heart, tangled and free?
from my birthday:
Misty rocks rise through my bones,
water within and
without –
the ocean calls me.
after meditation:
Stand on the sill of thinking.
Jump out the window,
roll, lay
down and watch the sky.
by the ocean:
Sitting on granite, symphonic
sea on three sides –
I breathe
sweet smelling lightness.
~
I don’t need a clock. I have
the wind in my hair,
the waves,
the first wisps of clouds.
I wrote earlier today, Peggo, but am not sure my message went through, so I am trying again. Two things I want you to know— your poems are delightful (I will try some) and I hope that the year ahead will be a good one for you and Paul. I thought of you especially on your birthday. Boulder is as beautiful as you remember it— a world of green and brilliant blossoms, after the water-giving May snowstorm. We hope to be East in August/September, at the seashore.
Lots of love to you both, Ann ( and Bill).
Lovely words to share.