Today, I’d like to challenge you to make a “Personal Universal Deck,” and then to write a poem using it.
Find the information here: https://www.napowrimo.net/day-three-7/ and here: https://paulenelson.com/workshops/personal-universe-deck/
My mind turns toward sorrow
on even the sunniest of days
thinking of the ashes
in a cremation urn
but the salt water breaks the spell
the plants with all their brilliant colors
connect my mind
Warm hands caressing my back
Able to find peace
only to wake to the fact
that eternity is not real
and fear of the unknown
can be crippling.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
Find it here: https://murisopsis.wordpress.com/2021/03/31/looking-for-poetry/
Write a Dizain:
The dizain gets us back in the French form domain, which as regular readers know is a favorite of mine. This particular form was a favorite of 15th and 16th century French poets, but it has also been employed in English by the likes of Philip Sidney and John Keats.
Here are the basic rules of the dizain:
- One 10-line stanza
- 10 syllables per line
- Employs the following rhyme scheme: ababbccdcd
Memories will only last a lifetime
Hold tight onto the precious days ahead
The hill tomorrow will be a hard climb
But the memories help get you from bed
Or keep you balled up and alone instead.
The tears will flow freely from eyes of glass
No worries ’bout this, you know it will pass
But the heart will have its hole forever
No matter your actions, money, or class
your tears will always flow like a river.
©2021 CBialczak Poetry
I miss Easter with the little kids. Every year we would have a big Easter egg hunt that the Easter Bunny would leave behind for the kids. Some years there were eggs full of candy, some years eggs full of money.
I will never forget one the last Easters that both my kids were living at home. I made sure the Easter Bunny left candy all over the yard. Joey wouldn’t participate. He was so angry because that was an activity for little kids. He saw life so black and white. The funniest part was Lindsay, who is 15 months older, was out in the yard running around like a maniac to find all the eggs. Such a good memory!
Holidays are hard after losing my son. Regular days are hard too but holidays bring so many more memories…
Have a happy and safe Easter Sunday! If you don’t celebrate Easter then have a great Sunday!
Peace to you!