The April Poetry Challenge

The alternative title of today's post is "April's Poetry Challenge," with me being the April in question.

Back in February, I wrote about my relationship with poetry. I had just seen "The King's Speech" and was deeply moved by the efforts of Lionel Logue and the future King George VI to overcome the prince's crippling stammer. I wrote about my own silence when it came to poetry and recent steps I had taken to overcome my handicap. At the end of the post, I mused that I was considering posting a poem of my own every day in April, which is National Poetry Month. 

Here we are on the far side of March, with April starting tomorrow. And the decision is…

I'm going to do it.

I have been writing at home, working on rhythms and word combinations. Warren sees me counting syllables on my fingers and nods, knowing what I am up to. I have been practicing with my poetry gang on Facebook, building up my voice and my courage. Some of the poems you will see are old poems (the few that survived the Great Shredding) to show you pieces of the past. Most of them are new poems, written in the last 60 days.

A poem a day. Big step. Big challenge. Big leap into the unknown.