Last Friday, April 7 2017, my creative writing class was concerned with poetry.
I enjoy some poetry, mostly memorable ones from my childhood, especially "If" by Kipling, but, aside from one poem that I wrote for WM magazine competition, it is not an area I am overly familiar with.
Our first challenge was to write an acrostic poem. The word I chose as the basis for my poem and my initial intent when beginning to write it turned out very different in the end. The class left me very drained.https://themoustachioedreader.wordpress.com/2017/04/11/acrostic-poem-01/
We also tried our hand at haiku, tankas and thirteen word poems. My attempts at these are also on the blog.