It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything for anyone else’s consumption so I am feeling a little bit out of practice and somewhat nervous about the prospect of even starting the challenge this year.
At some point I may do an extra post to talk about the challenge and why I do any of this, but for tonight I only have a nonet to share. The nonet is a “disappearing” or “count down” poem that starts with nine syllables in the first line and each proceeding line decreases by one syllable. I think you will get it when you see it. It reminds me of something going down a drain. {grin}
So here goes:
Once Again -
Forty seven years have come to this
exercise of writing things down.
A yearly slog I’ve outlined -
seeking poetic bliss.
Ideas are grown,
the poem kind.
Trouble is
my own
mind.
Copyright © 2019 Tim Geoghegan, all rights reserved.
There you have it, the first “Daily” of December 2019. Only 30 more to go. I’m going to warn you, I may deviate from the “poem” theme this year. I have become interested in very short fiction and a flash style story may appear once or twice. You may also feel free to comment and make requests on topic, form or whatever. You could even leave a comment just to say “hi”. I have no agenda for this project, as of this moment, so it will be what it will be.
Welcome (or welcome back) and thanks for joining me.
Cheers!