You ever tried to write a book?
Once I did and boy am I shook!
My pen in one hand
Not sure what I planned
At that blank page sometimes I still look
Now I thought myself a creator
But more practice I must do later
For ideas I lack
Like a duck with no quack
It turns out my skills could be greater!
Patchwork Poetry
Patchwork Poetry: I Want To Be Like Her
The greenery forms a frame
For this landscape Mother Nature painted
Nothing is close, but I still want to touch this canvas
Peaks of mountains resting in the fog
Like islands in the ocean
The breeze that brushes my face
Pushes and pulls the distant fog
Akin to tides and currents
The conversation of hidden birds echoes
These critics raving about the scene
I only hope She can hear them
Oh how they admire Her great work
There may be a horizon limiting the depth
There may be a treeline limiting the outline
But I know this painting does not end with what I see
I want to be an artist like Her
Without scope, without shame
With ambition, with humility
Frantic Fiction: The Start of Something…Interesting?
Like my Patchwork Poetry posts, I’ll write fiction and put it under this name. I am hoping to improve my creative writing capabilities because honestly sometimes I feel like I am lacking in the “creative” aspect. I also need to get better about just sitting down and posting. This way I will have one more way I can write, so that hopefully I never feel as though I can’t write because my options are “limited.” I will probably just do short stories for now, but maybe if I grow in confidence and ability, I will write ongoing series, but let’s not jump the gun. So my next post will probably be my first piece in this section. So here’s to fiction! Cheers!
Writing Prompt: Bypass/Fishhook/Region
via @Writing Prompts: bypass / fishhook / region
Bypass
There once was a man named Douglass
He drove with only his compass
This proved to be swell
No wrong he befell
Until he drove off the bypass
Fishhook
I put new bait on the fishhook
Whatever I catch I will cook
I pull back to cast
But my throw stops fast
As I see I caught my friend Brooke
Region
This is the tale of poor Steven
He fails when it comes to reason
He met his “true love”
And they used no “glove”
Now gross is his private region
So this writing prompt I found I decided to write limericks. I definitely took less time to write these, and it turned out to be considerably enjoyable as well! I only hope others share my opinion. I am definitely going to write more of these in the future even if people don’t though because at the very least, I made myself laugh!
Patchwork Poetry: Maybe I Can Be a Poet?
Over the past couple months, especially during the holidays, I had been wanting to try my hand at poetry. I thoroughly enjoy reading it, and so if I can write it then maybe I can write something others will enjoy. I have simply never tried to write any. I am also not sure what kind of poetry I want to write. I always loved rhymes and things like limericks and sonnets, but I also enjoy haikus and just free-form poetry, or whatever it’s called. So I’ll try to think of some good ones to post in the future. I’ll title them all “Patchwork Poetry” because they are all gonna be a mashup of my random thoughts and experiences and I don’t know what I will create until it’s already made. Who knows, maybe I’ll become a famous poet one day! Only one way to find out…
Inpundated From The Rivers 