Within Nature’s Balance ~ concrete poetry

 Within Nature’s Balance

This is my response to Day 28 at napowrimo.net,
where we are asked to write a concrete poem.

Using a screenshot, the lower half of the image shows how it appears on my screen.
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Formatted differently, the poem might appear as below.

Within Nature’s Balance

Imagine the peace and harmony this world
would know, the balance
that could be
achieved

if life were as easy to navigate
as the waters that greet and accept

this paddle with-
out reservation, one of
many essential elements
within the greater
picture

 

Go With the Flow ~ list poem

Go With the Flow ~ A Poetic Prompt

1. Using Google Maps,
     or a paper map if you are old-school,
     find the nearest river or stream.

2. If you are familiar with your nearest stream,
     as you should be, disregard the above.

3. Travel to that body of water and stand on its bank.

4. Watch the water as it flows, staying before you as it passes.

5. Observe any object that may float in the current, leaving you behind.

6. In your mind, follow the path that object will take.

7. Observe all that is left in its wake,
     where you will find your final destination,
     words waiting to form on the page.

This is my response to Day 4 at napowrimo.net, where we are asked to write a poem in the form of a poetry prompt. With a screen name like rivrvlogr, of course mine would be about water.

Immersion ~ concrete poetry

Immersion

Today is Day 9 of National/Global Poetry Writing Month,
and the prompt at napowrimo.net is to write a concrete poem,
one in which the lines and words are organized to take
a shape that reflects in some way the theme of the poem.

Unfortunately, I’m having difficulty formatting the text on the page
in the WordPress editor, but the lower half of the image shows how it appears on my screen.
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Formatted differently, the poem might appear as below.

Immersion

More than a tool, in my hands
this paddle is an extension of myself,
the limits of my energy removed,
creating a connection with that which
already is the core of my essence,
in turn allowing me to become as one
with the very nature of all that surrounds me
and affects me so profoundly.

 

Sweet Water

sweet water.jpg

Sweet Water

When the river calls
I do not
ask why, but follow
where she will take me.
I know no other way.


If you want to try magnetic poetry, you can do it online, here.

Background image: The mouth of the Moreau River, at the Missouri River.

Waves

Waves

I have known waves
felt them
seen them
their heat parching my throat,
shimmering on a desert horizon

I have known waves
felt them
seen them
washing over me as I surface
above a tropical reef

I have known waves
felt them
seen them
your body close to mine
your mere presence the source

Of the waves I have known,
these, as they lift me
consume me,
are like water in the desert,
always most welcome to me

The WordPress Daily Post prompt is water.

Image source: stowawaymag.com

Cascade

My second reply to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge #33: Silent cascade, using her photo and suggested words: (cascade, tresses, eagle, abandon and rippling) differs from my first, in that the first verse has four lines, allowing the addition of a fifth verse.
Cascade ~ four (or more) three-line stanzas, without rhyme
               ~ three lines of the first verse used successively as last lines of following verses
               ~ line pattern A/B/C, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C, (j/k/D, etc.)
               ~ longer poems may be created by having a longer first verse
Image source: Wikipedia (Silence, Waterfall and Forest by Arthur Brown Davies (1862-1928)

Peace, If Not Quiet

Cascade

Spreading, falling with abandon
A cascade of light and sound surrounds me
Darkness banished, and with it silence
Life apparent in all I see

Water rushing outward, downward
Plunging swiftly from the brink
Spreading, falling with abandon

Tresses of vapor stream in a brilliant rainbow
Encompassing the water’s roar
A cascade of light and sound surrounds me

Here I stand, across the mighty pool at its base
Waves of light and sound rippling outward in an arc
Darkness banished, and with it silence

Eagle soaring overhead, stag pausing to drink
Even the very trees, all that breathes feel this force
Life apparent in all I see