The Fear – Acrostic Poem

The Fear

I get nervous sweats before it
Headache comes and then I’m sick
Always want it to be over
Time, I hope will go in quick.
Every other person loves it
Doesn’t make me smile at all
Revving up, my heart is racing
I then worry I may stall.
Very calm is my instructor
I know her life depends on me
Near the end my breathing steadies
Get back home and I’m care-free!

 

Day three of the Intro to poetry course, and today I had to write an acrostic poem.  I found this easy and fun to do. Every word of the poem is true.  I’m learning to drive at an older age and I’m so nervous before every lesson. I feel like I’m in control a loaded weapon.  Generally I’m a care-free type of person so my anxiety is unusual.  Was just getting to the stage where I wasn’t terrified before my lessons and then lock-down happened.  Oh well, I’ll just have to get back into it when this is all over.

This is 2020

This is 2020

Constantly consumed by containing this beast.
Contagious coughing unleashed from the east.
Calling off concerts, and companies closed.
Controlling the virus, confinement imposed.
Collective conformance to curtail the spread.
Commuting confined to Key Workers they said.
Compulsively cleaning and masks on your face.
Can’t call on or cuddle those outside your place.
Confusion, concealment and contrasting views.
Collapsing economy again on the news.
Collusion, commotion, conflicting advice.
Complaining and cusswords ‘cause nothing’s concise.
Cremations increasing, Care Homes on their knees.
Calling for caution, they’re begging you, please!
Clambering clumsily, crowds out aplenty.
Catastrophic conclusion? This is 2020.

Day 2 of the Intro to Poetry Course and today was all about alliteration. It’s a poem where the same letter is repeated throughout. This was difficult and time consuming for me and I’ll probably tweak it at a later date. I’ve had enough of ‘C’ words for the day! It’s a bit of a doomsday poem, and not necessarily how I feel. I’m hoping for happier times in the future.

Intro to Poetry Day 1

Beach Trip Let’s pack up a picnic and drive to the sea Let’s go a great distance, away and we’re free Let’s open the windows, blast music up high Let’s run on the beaches, admire the sky Let’s hold old ladies as they walk on the sand Let’s help fallen children by giving a hand […]

Helen’s Night Out

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Introduction to Poetry: Day 5 – Limerick with Keyword ‘Imperfect’.

Most people have heard of Limericks; they’re typically Irish sing song cheery childish poems. They are five lines long with a rhyming scheme of aabba, with the third and fourth lines being the shortest. I was tasked to include ‘imperfect’ in the poem and I could write one limerick or more to create a narrative. I opted for four and decided against cheery narrative. I had never written a limerick before because I worried that my poetry was already rhyming and childish and wanted to avoid a pantomime. Did enjoy writing this though, it was fun! More information on the Introduction to poetry course here.

 Helen’s Night Out

Helen feels dejected –

imperfect and disconnected.

Her life is so dull

without any thrill;

friends’ visit was not expected.

 

Helen lets out a sigh;

friends ask her out  but she’s shy.

But then she says yes,

puts on her red dress –

a bottle of courage she’ll buy.

 

Helen is out of control –

needs more drink to be life and soul.

She’s over the top,

friends want her to stop –

she’s drunk and a total asshole.

 

Helen can’t be contained –

friends turn away not entertained.

She meets a new guy

gets coat and says bye;

cause of death was never explained.

 

 

Wading Through the Mud

  Introduction to Poetry: Day 4 – Simile including the theme of journey   Another day, another Introduction to Poetry task. This one was enjoyable. I just had to describe something to be like another thing usually not related.  For more information see this Introduction to Poetry ink.   Niggles, nagging doubt Numbness needing checked out […]

Sure You Can See?

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Introduction to Poetry: Day 3 – Acrostic

An Acrostic poem is one in which the first (or last) letters of each line combine to spell out a word or a phrase, or follow the order of the alphabet.

SURE YOU CAN SEE? (MESSAGE FIRST LETTER OF EACH LINE)

I’m so lucky to have him

could not be more glad

a beautiful baby

no, he sleeps not too bad

the house is so tidy

cause I clean when he sleeps

oh yes I see people

playgroup has them in heaps

everyone seems so perfect

hat’s off to them all

easier in the daytime

late nights are long haul

perfect, one in a million

most precious to me

everything is just dandy, I’m sure you can see?

 

This was fun!  I managed to include the daily prompt too. If you’re adventurous (or want to put yourself through torture) you can write a double acrostic with a hidden message at the start and end of each line. I tried both. I think the first one worked out ok, but the double acrostic was poor. I’ve put double here too though so that you can see what it’s meant to achieve. Double acrostics were difficult for me. I’m on holiday again, so I was also under some time pressure to get them completed.

Now the (poor) double acrostic. I might have been a bit ambitious here:

Wilt – our love will never; it’s stronger than the blossom

I want just you forever; no more a Casanova

Let’s explore together; we have the world to wander

Level headed, clever – you give me much to ponder

Your beauty drew me in, and with you I want to stay

Old age and mature skin – hand in hand we will transform

Unite the love within, let new beginnings’ commence?