Spring :: Poem-a-Day :: Day 1

Spring

Lines added
vision blurred
hours of laughter
concentrated silence.

The pencil scrapes
the surface of the old
white space
an illusion.

Yet life remains
the breaking of dirt
a new green
called spring.

Pushing forward
death postponed.

~ Hive account@nobyeni

Poem-A-Day Day 1

I do not consider myself a poet. I do write poetry every now and then. I guess you could say I'm an intermediate poet. Hive account@d-pend has started an initiative (a 100-day poetry challenge) that closely fitted with a longing I felt in myself--to start a poem-a-day project. I've done this in the past, writing a poem every day. I've noticed it makes time go slower, I can still relate back to those days in my poem-a-day-diary much more clearly than other days in that year that have gone by without taking a poetic snapshot.

So I will try to take part in his poetry challenge. One poem every day for 100 days. I'm adding a little challenge to it myself: to take a picture to accompany each poem every day as well.

There are many types of writing poetry. Editing however is an important part. Which will be challenging, to give myself enough time to write & edit & leave alone & revisit a poem every day. Still, I will try.

^{Here is an overview of more fiction/short stories and poetry by Hive account@nobyeni.}