I Got a 70% in Blogging University

Blogging U.
And I’m 100% okay with that.

As many of you know, I tried my hand at poetry writing a bit ago. I’m always telling people how much I love Blogging University, and I was taking full advantage of the coursework by taking part in the Poetry class.

So here’s the confession: I only did seven out of the ten lessons. And it really bothered me that I didn’t finish.

And here’s the catch: One of the benefits of Blogging University  that I always rave about is the fact that you can do the free course at your own pace. It’s totally okay to skip lessons or fall behind.

But I didn’t listen to myself, and it ate at me. My pre-holiday life was filled with personal and professional deadlines, my energy level was fighting a sugar-induced dip, and my brain was starting to spin towards next year’s goals. I had the lessons on my to-do list, but kept pushing them off until the lateness was getting pretty embarrassing. Headaches ensued, and I considered staying up hours later to catch up. Not an optimal choice.

Then it hit me. I had the freedom to let go. That’s what Blogging University is all about. I can always take the class over, or write those prompts another time. It will still be free so no $ lost. Only wisdom gained.

The fact that I was three lessons behind did not take away from the reality that:

  • I actually wrote poetry for the first time in forever.
  • I learned about different poetry styles.
  • I met some seriously talented writers in my class who are now my role models.
  • I received critiques that made my writing stronger.
  • I was greatly encouraged by the community.
  • And now I have some incredible poetry to read when I relax with coffee and my WordPress Reader.

What an incredible take-away! Yeah, I only hit 70% of the assignments, but I benefitted 100%.

Thanks for the free courses, Blogging University!

See you on the Commons if you are in Blogging 101 in January 🙂

Fallacy – Poetry Day 6

Today, let’s write poems that are wholly illogical.
Let’s see how miserably we can get reason to fail; both our reason and the reason that guides our readers.

Try not to consider this prompt as a call to nonsense but rather a call to use your good (creative) sense to arrive at firmly misconstrued ends. Surprise yourself!

The earth is flat and all that
I was told by the man in the moon
As he munched on cheese
Imported by mice
Who saw (in blinding belief)
The edge of the world
From their vantage
Atop the clock

This post is part of the Poetry 101 course from the WordPress Blogging University.

Freedom – Poetry Day 5

Today I did a Cinquain poem. As I was looking for a type of poem-style to write, I came across this style. There are different ways to write a Cinquain. I saw a 2-4-6-8-2 style and different 1,2,3,4,1 – word styles. I went for the latter. That was further refined in this example by stating  word, two adjectives, three verbs, a descriptive sentence then a final word relating to the first:

Flying

Freedom
Empowered, unhindered
Unleash, unfetter, deliver
Ready to take flight
Volitant

 

This post is part of the Poetry 101 course from the WordPress Blogging University.

Seconds – Poetry Day 4

Unimportant as it may seem, a split second can change our lives in ways we can never imagine. So today, write about the basic unit of time, seconds. Reflect on those few seconds when a loved one was in a life-and-death situation. …

So the assignment today was pretty tough for me. I knew immediately which second to write about. A second from my existence that rocked my world on impact and will continue skewing my reality forever. But writing about it wasn’t easy. And my poetry is particularly weak on it. I think in time I can make it strong, but I don’t have the time or mental capacity to deal with it more today. So consider it a draft. I want to get a better flow and rhythm in the future, but would rather post the draft then ignore the assignment.

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Twenty years and two days ago my world changed forever
Thanks to a decision
Made in a second.

You were failing. You didn’t kick,
And there were moments left
In the stress test.

I told the nurse to turn me. That always made you move.
You kicked. I grinned. We passed!
Micro-seconds to spare.

I didn’t realize that my split-second choice
Was the harbinger of
Death.

Since you passed the test they wouldn’t induce
Though it was a week past your due time.
Rest in peace, beloved son of mine.

How I wish I could turn back time.

Not my fault. I know. Still, I’ll always regret
The decision that I made in the final
Second of that test.

  • This post is part of the Poetry 101 course from the WordPress Blogging University. 

 

 

Sleep – Poetry Day 3

It’s time to think deeply about sleep. Dive into the pool of night and let whatever it is you find there take poetic form. (I hope this prompt doesn’t make an insomniac out of you!)

SleepSoft
Lullabies
Evolve into
Epic tales as my physical momentum is put on
Pause

*This post is part of the Poetry 101 course from the WordPress Blogging University. 

Reflections – Poetry Day 2

Clear or distorted, in your poem today tell us something about the reflections you see — in the world or in yourself.

IMG_20151203_085306829Last Thursday, our son (who looks like me and thinks like me)
Walked out our door. Onto a plane. Into the real world.
He was ready.
Believe it or not, so were we.

I tried to be sad
As my friends sniffled and asked
How I was doing with it all
But I couldn’t dredge up sadness

All I could do was remember.

Back in the day — we were free
As he is now.
Friends join him, cheerfully decorating
The holiday tree for their first home.

His Facetime calls are simply
A reflection —
of how life used to be.

This post is part of the Poetry 101 course from the WordPress Blogging University.

December Poems – Magic

A Bee FlyingMany of you know I spent years working as a professional writer, but did you know about my connection with poetry? Yeah, I don’t know about the connection, either. And that’s why I’m taking the Poetry 101 class with Blogging University.

If I can keep up with assignments, I’ll be writing a poem each weekday based on a topic/style assigned. Feel free to laugh at me, give me pointers, encourage me, whatever. It’s a learning experience and at the very least I should make everyone else feel great about their poetry 🙂
Assignment 1 was:

Write a poem involving magic, whatever your take on the magical might be.

Magic

Carnival music

And a hawker’s call

Ready to reveal

Mystic powers to all

 

It’s fun, yes, that’s true

But don’t you agree?

No magic’s quite like

The flight of a bee