I took a day off yesterday, after an intense April. 30 poems in 30 days. And of course, I challenged myself even more than the NaPoWriMo guidelines by taking the opportunity to experiment with some new forms, and delving deep into me on a couple of my offerings. You see, that is the thing. Time after time over the years I keep coming back to the poetry. I can spend hours immersed in the words, finding rhymes, working on meter and syllable count. Discovering antonyms and synonyms and arcane usage that speaks to me.
I began pulling together poems with the vague idea of self publishing a collection. I thought I may have about 100 poems, then I could add a few of my personal favorites of photographs from the past few years and have something that looked decent.
I have 12000 words already, and half of April has not been added yet. And this is the picture I want for the cover:
So, it may really end up being a thing.
Onward then. May is going to be a focus on the women in my life, and the first post will feature my one biological sister. Her birthday is May 4, she will be 59. I will share what I can of my memories of her, and the complicated relationship that results from being so close genetically, yet so very very different in myriad ways. She was Mom's Kentucky Derby baby. Born on Derby Day in 1957.
For now, it is almost three in the morning, and time for me to get ready for work. Blessings!