It’s time to flex those literary muscles again. And I’ve been feeling too much lately. Might as well channel everything into something creative. Thus this new project: 21 Days of Poetry. To help me cope-through/live-through/breathe-through this month of October.
I’m no poet. I’m more into prose – flash fiction, short stories, those sort of things. When I write in verse, I usually write them with melodies already in mind – thus the songs I’ve composed over the years (they’re not that good, but I’m quite happy with them). I did write a couple of poems when I was in secondary school. Love poems for crushes, published under a pen name in the school newspaper and literary folio. But I haven’t been that much into poetry since high school graduation.
But I do put on my poet hat once in a blue moon. Those blue moons being days I turn into a melancholy wreck. So hey, let me try this project out.
I wrote this the other day in one of my secret blogs (I have quite a lot of them, actually):
I write poetry
Emotions that are fleeting
– But feel so real –
At the time.
I’ll be capturing emotions for the next 21 Days (though yesterday was already actually Day 1). I won’t be posting those poems here though. They’ll mostly be for me. But you might find snippets of them flying about. If you’d like to follow this project though, drop me a message through Scribbles and Stories and we’ll work something out. :D