I enjoyed today’s exploration into the realms of geology and
chemistry. Wordplay with it proved challenging.
she learned about the
properties of this helpful mineral, with an eye On
its use in purifying water; and then, oh my!... Lava
flows along Lake Superior In
Minnesota have revealed its cousin, the rare Thomsonite,
containing concentric colorful rings. Even
rocks can sing!
Language is a huge paint box. This wordplay, in which I engage
each day, reminds me of blending colors and painting splotches; sometimes they
make sense and sometimes not. It’s the process that matters here.
Last night I picked today’s word and got an early start composing
a poem for it. Oh my, what was I thinking?
Alone For The
moment am I, for Everyone Rushed
It sounded too dark for this morning's lovely sunshine and birdsong.
Here is the next one I wrote for the word ‘after.’
on an additional thought,
with contradiction, The
senator contrived to Even
the score with Repugnant
My friend was watching the wildlife segment of a morning show. After
we discussed how amazing and magnificent animals are, I felt inspired to compose a third poem
for today’s word.
of this world will
better when The
uptight, upright mammals Evolve
to living more Respectfully.
I have always appreciated the three ells in the word parallel. They
are so… parallel! Today’s word contains this concept in its definition.
the negative Changes
that can Hinder
one’s happiness, Real-time
and offers Needed
this insight Soothes
the soul, Making
you more mindful.
So what better way to spend one’s time when unable to fall back to
sleep in the wee hours? Go ahead. Randomly pick your daily poem’s springboard
word and get to work! Actually, I juggled two acrostic poems this early
At a gathering of knitters last night I enjoyed a long talk with a
most compassionate and aware woman, who not only writes poetry, but also facilitates
a local group of writers. I mentioned the kinds of acrostic poems I wrote last
year, inspired by words such as mindfulness, anxiety, patience, fear. She asked
if I had done one about courage. Of course, my mind leaped on that word, as well
as the one I chose from the dictionary.
Today’s word brought forth this poem, titled “Rotten?”
exult and respect that
extraordinary in its Likeness
to the sun, without which we Know
we would become extinct.
The first inspiration of this word was:
are Life-sustaining Kas-in-a-shell.
This is the acrostic poem I composed for my new friend’s word
we as individuals tap into
when we Apprehend Grievous Event
My 2007 edition of TheAmerican Heritage Dictionary defines an event
horizon as “[T]he region, usu. described as spherical, marking the outer
boundary of a black hole.” Don’t we in daily life sometimes find ourselves
teetering on that edge? Take comfort that we are all interconnected and in that
Today’s word, epithalamium, is an ode that honors a
bride and bridegroom. Marriage is in the air this year.
Considering those involved, I decided to give this wordplay a bit of gravitas.
of caring and
all gathered To
honor you two. Happy
life full of laughter and Loving
and safety And
good health to you! May
your experience Include
a resilience that Ultimately
years of love true.
I don’t attempt to fit my acrostic poems into a particular metric pattern or
rhyme scheme. Since, however, this word indicates a form of poetry, I thought I
should honor it with some semblance of form.
amazing the crazy words one's finger will land on in the dictionary! Intoning
a Never-you-mind Expletive,
-- and through no fault of its own Amorphous
-- Creature Tackled
the task of Inscribing
with its four big Toes
the Uncorroborated Details
of its family's Evolution.
As I approached turning 59 years old, I
considered the number itself. It seems a little heavy somehow, compared to 60.
Wouldn't it be fun to do something every day of that 59th year? I decided
that each day I would, with eyes closed tight, select a word from my American Heritage Dictionary and
inspired by that word, compose an acrostic poem.
I have been writing acrostic poems
lately. Here is one example:
sloth and Take
each breath In
time with your Eternally
long and finely Nuan Ced
I was away from my computer for several days at the time of my
birthday recently, so in this post I will provide the first two poems of my
59th year. Henceforth, I plan to post one each day. If anyone 'out there' is
reading my blog, I will feel more accountable. The book Show Your
Work by Austin Kleon inspired me to make blogging part of my
daily life. I want to share the process. It's all part of the fun of
participating in this vast universe.
March 15's poem:
myself today to
Use all my Resources
throughout this next Spin around
the sun with utmost Enthusiasm!
March 16, which I titled "Music to my ears" (can be
heard as "music to my years"):
amazing atmospheric Upheaval turns
old to New, Drenching
parched senses with Energy- Rich, Staccato Taps, Oddly Relaxing My