Poetry Day #9

Today we are prompted to write a concrete poem – that is one that takes on the “shape” of the poem. It seems that I wrote one on Day 4 – I was all excited about it, and my brother-in-law even commented that it was a good concrete poem. I thought he just meant it was “solid”! This makes writing poems so much more fun – learning on the fly – I know nothing about what I am doing, it just seemed a good challenge to get the words out of my head this month!

Each day a diamond

Take something good from today

Hope for love and peace

DUCKS ON A POND

Each day brings new

challenges in a world no

longer normal in the usual sense.

Sleep comes easily, a natural

defense from the outside turmoil

I try to hit the floor every morning in

a positive way, looking for the good in

anything and everything I see, yet I struggle

I worry about my sister and my brother on the

front line of a pandemic that we really know

nothing about and it scares us. We are

vulnerable and nothing is harder

than that on the human psyche

 So I find joy each day by simply

watching a pair of mallard

ducks floating under the

waterfall on our pond.