Posted by: Dahni | March 30, 2017

Poem me This

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By Dahni
© 2017, all rights reserved

 

As March comes to it’s final end
April will ascend
So here this, in advance
Though April 1 is April Fools perchance
But here there is no silly catch
But for you to prepare to make a batch
For once again in our society
April tis’ the month, of poetry

“Let Me Count the Ways”

April is National Poetry Month, a month-long celebration of poetry and poets that was inaugurated by the Academy of American poets (http://www.poets.org/) in April 1996 to increase acceptance of poetry in our day-to-day culture. I hope each of you can find the time and opportunity to join in this nationwide celebration of the art. There are several ways you could do this: write, read, recite or share. I promise you that if you do not enjoy the exercise, it will still increase your intelligence, as exposure to the arts surely does. In researching a thing, the more detail you discover, the easier it becomes to recall especially if, you put yourself into the work.

Poetry is not just for Hallmark Cards, something a guy will try to impress a girl with or a girl beneath some shady tree will read, for she, has no guy to write for her or read to her; share with her or has no need for she, quite content, herself a poem and free to be.

Poetry’s history saw nations rise and fall because of poets. Kings and queens knew better, than to offend a poet, as they just might lose their thrones. Traveling or itinerate poets were like the town crier or our modern-day post office or the mass media. They brought news and information, inspiration and entertainment and seeds to plant, for transformation! From afar, whether good, bad or indifferent, they carried the past into the present, for the future and it was, what the people wanted to know; needed to know.

Poets were funded by nations and nations rose and fell by the quality or lack thereof, of poetry and poets that wrote and read aloud, their poems. This practice has long ceased and the love of poetry; the importance of poetry, has mostly been lost, especially in the United States. I know a man from Norway, who earned his living as a poet, since he was twelve years old. Norway, when he was growing up, still believed in the importance of poetry and subsidized its poets. Well, there’s a boatload of money to be made in poetry right? Don’t get too excited as the official title of the United States poet laureate is, “Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry” and they receive a whopping $35,000 annual stipend, plus $5,000 for travel expenses. Right, don’t quit your day job and keep those PT night time jobs while you’re at it. 🙂

Beneath a tree I Poem Me

If you were to look into the background of many of your favorite authors, you will discover that many of them began writing, by writing poetry. Ernest Hemingway wrote poetry and his tip for all writers in essence was, to begin by writing one honest sentence.

“To Do or to make” – Together

One of the great things about poetry is similar to Twitter’s 140 character tweet limit. It forces one to focus and capture great things and put them into smaller packages than books. Because of its razor-sharp focus and its shortness, a single poem of just a few lines, can take one on a similar journey that hundreds of pages take, to unfold. Because of this very thing, some people do not like poetry. Rather than provide you with every detail and merely tell you what to think, it makes one think by engaging the imagination. Instead of explaining how to feel, it leads you to see, hear, touch, smell and taste for yourself. I contend that those who do not write, read, recite, share or in essence, like poetry, it is because, they do not understand it. If you do not understand something, it cannot be articulated and its many or its any benefits, to yourself and others would not and could not, exist. Or if they do, you would never know until you get yourself into it!

I believe everyone can and everyone should write, read, recite and share poetry. There is a poet in you! Do not tell me you cannot! I was told by a dear friend that she always wanted to write poetry. Very quickly and very simply, I helped her to see she already could and she did write poetry, beautiful poetry. I was told, I could not teach fourth graders to write poetry!!! Not only did I teach one group of fourth graders, I taught several classes. Most of them were girls, but there were a few boys and one, will soon become a lawyer. Yes, these fourth graders wrote their own poems and produced their own books and bound them. If you did not know they were in fourth grade, you would believe most of the poems, were written by adults. The only credit I will accept on my part is, my ability to draw out what I see in others, whether anyone else sees it or even if not themselves.

To Kitty Cat or Not to Kitty Cat

If I had to describe myself in only a few words, it would just be, two words. I am, in my own mind or as my own reference, a draw-er and a poet of anything and all, I try to do in this life. I am not formally trained, but I have written thousands of poems over my years, completed many collections with many more still in progress, My poetry may be found in several anthologies, appear in numerous places online and have been enjoyed and personally acknowledged, by two U.S. presidents and one state governor. I know, whoop-d-doo right? I’m just saying, I have proof. And I write this to you, as you cannot imagine, where what you do or what you make, will be found by others.

Not as Shakespeare wrote, “Much ado about nothing,” but perhaps, I’ve written much ado about nothing, over the years. But I am most proud to call myself, at least a poet wannabe, if nothing else. Poetry forces me to be simple like a child, so that even a child, could understand. It keeps me brief and clear as all we have is this moment, not the last nor the one yet to come. So this brings us to, what exactly is this thing called, poetry? Why should you care and what’s in it for you or whats’ it got for you?

Although specific forms may be taught and I have used many of them (including Shakespearean sonnets), what poetry is, has been argued over, for perhaps as long as it has been expressed. But the words “poetry”, “poet” and “poem(s)”, come from one ancient Greek word, [poiéma]. Sometimes you may find it spelled poema. It’s original meaning was simply, “to do or to make.” In language, it is understood by a figure of speech as it is defined by a figure of speech, “beauty of speech.”

Poiéma

By Dahni

Of all critics and of all definitions to reach
the heights & depths to declare the whole or merely the gist
or to make an endless list

Poiéma is, but beauty of speech.

To uplift – to brighten – to unfold – to enrich – to edify
in words which are images and symbols to ear and eye.

To capture, but a glimpse of vast it is, this ocean of life
and springs the sweet fountain from waters of strife.

To reach – to teach – to share – to care – to express – to caress
To lead – to bleed with blood & sweat & tears of joy & pain
To open the secrets – to make clear – to address
To soothe – to calm – to cleanse as by gentle rain.

Of style and form; of standards, meters & all else to teach –

Poiéma is still, but –

Beauty of Speech!

© October 1996
from the collection: ‘The Tear & The Tender’ by the same author

The following I received from a friend. It has been edited and I made some changes.

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In order to encourage your participation, I challenge you to use this month as an excuse to write one new poem every day, (It’s not that difficult ). Turn off your internal editor. Do not set your standards so high or that you must push for the Pulitzer and sigh and then do nothing. Just write something each day. Start with that one honest line you know. To help you meet this challenge, I offer the following list of 30 writing prompts and exercises, for each day in April. At the end of the month, you will have written enough to be called a collection or a poetry chap book! Look at you! 🙂

1. Write, Read, Recite or Share a Limerick – sure, go all out Tom or Thomasina foolery, for April Fools Day, if you like.
2. Write, Read, Recite or Share a three–line poem where all three lines have an end rhyme.
3. Write, Read, Recite or Share an acrostic poem.
4. Write, Read, Recite or Share a 5 to 10 line poem starting with one word , then making each following line one word more.
5. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that asks for help.
6. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that is opposite to a common saying (e.g. People who live in glass houses should throw stones. Run before you crawl. Two birds in a bush are worth more than one in your hand and etc.).
7. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem about water.
8. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem from a list you make called, “Things I Do with My Sister or Brother or Friend that I’d never do with my boss!”
9. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem with your name hidden inside it.
10. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that is a letter to someone you love and there’s a pink moon tonight on April 10th. Go all out pedantic, romantic or gigantic! 🙂
11. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem backwards, starting with the last line.
12. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that’s in couplets.
13. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that embarrasses you, makes you human.
14. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem using words from another language as well as English.
15. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that includes the words: rainbow, caterpillar, explode, dream and risk.
16. Write, Read, Recite or Share an acrostic poem with letters down the left-hand side of the paper then write a common saying on each line (e.g. All’s well that ends well..) today is Easter Sunday. Make it sunny or Easter Bunny Funny.
17.Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem about something you fear or dread.
18. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that includes the word, cataclysmic. Yes, this is tax day. 🙂
19. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem about finding the perfect winter coat or spring hat.
20. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that is a pantoum. Yay, dictionary time!
21. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that is a Recipe
22. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem using similes such as: rough as a, stumbling like a, hungry as a , and laughing like …
23. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that uses all five senses.
24. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem in a new syllabic or metric form, lines of the same length containing the same numbers of syllables. A haiku is an example. A three-line poem rhymed or not, typically about nature and it uses 5 • 7 • 5 syllables respectively.
25. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that uses a recent newspaper headline, as a fairy tale
26. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem using 10 words taken from another old poem.
27. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem with a refrain or line that repeats at least 3 times
28. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem about a cat or a dog
29. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem without any punctuation.
30. Write, Read, Recite or Share a poem that begins with “This is the last poem of this month…

Now I hope you will try this for thirty days. If words are not clear, look them up. Learning is an exciting adventure. I am but a comment away if you need help. Try to write, read, recite or share something every day in April. Better yet, why not all of these?

“Having confidence in thy [ability] I wrote unto thee, knowing that thou wilt also do more than I say.”

Philemon 1:21
King James Version (KJV)

original: “obedience” intentionally edited with the word, “ability”

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Click the PDF image to download a PDF file of this project

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The Poet Laure (Lauri) Ate 🙂

Poem Me

By Sir Goofs A Lot

Thou doth not need to quakesfear’
Expected to poem like Shakespeare
Now a poem doth not need to always rhyme
Nay! No! Not all the time,
Nor must it always be prime
Or even worth a dime
If thou willst try it
Thou shant deny it
For when the deed gets done
It is joy that thou hast won
For thou art a tall poet, I just knoweth it
For thy feet doth surely showeth it
High up as yonder Apollo
Tall as she or he Longfellow
Poem me this
For therein lies the bliss
For “to do or to make”
Is much like to bake a cake
Achievement thy crowning
Delicious in the Browning
So get thee to the all aglow
Ms or Mr Thoreau
Time and some effort thy only cost
Poem some spring, summer, fall or Frost

 

Just I-Magine,

 

 

 

P.S. If interested in some of my poetry, please click the following image link.

http://dahni.com/Poetry.htm


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