#AprilPrompts Day 10 – Loss

This is a very emotive issue, as I know only too well, having lost both my parents to cancer and suffering several miscarriages. I’d like to offer another way of handling this sensitive subject.

Loss

Day 10 - Loss

Day 10 – Loss

It’s always sad when you lose someone you love – sad and incredibly painful. We lose ourselves in grief as we lament their passing yet we are really feeling sorry for ourselves and what we have lost.

Our loved ones are now free of pain and disease; they suffer no longer and have gone to a better place – a location where the sun always shines, there is no sickness, they stay forever young and love abounds.

Surely this is something to celebrate rather than mourn.

Should we not rejoice for the lives they lived? Would it not be better to reflect upon the happy memories we shared, to cast our minds back over the many years of mutual love and respect we had?

Recall what your loved one stood for: their morals, their generosity of spirit, the love they gave to you and others, their achievements, their sacrifices, and what made them so special to so many people.

Take delight in a life which, no matter how long or short, was full and satisfying. Feel joy for all the people they touched on the mortal plane. Exalt as they become guardian angels.

And never forget, love doesn’t die on either plane.

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The wonderful poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye also embodies this spirit and I feel it’s apt to include it here.

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

 

#BlogFlash2013 Day 6 – Island

When I first saw today’s prompt, it conjured the image of a tropical paradise, palm trees, golden beaches, sun and exotic blooms, and I guess that’s what most of us would think of, dream of even. But then the title of a world famous poem came into my head and I felt compelled to read it. Afterwards my thoughts were deep, philosophical and I began to write . . .

Inspired by the title, “No Man Is An Island” by John Donne.

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island1 Just think how lonely we would be, if each of us was our own island. We would stand a solitary figure, isolated by sea, imprisoned in our thoughts.

In our aloneness, would we recognise the beauty surrounding us? Would we reach out to others and find solace with them?

Even an island needs to be shown love, be free to accept love and give love in return. An island has to interact with the world around it to stay strong and healthy.

Your island is deserving of wonderful things, but most of all the unconditional love of friends and family.

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Modern Poetry: What Makes a Good Poem Great

I’ve always liked poetry and have even written a few in my time. Today I’m excited to welcome back Maria Johnson, who has written a fabulous article on Modern Poetry for you. Enjoy!

How do you write a good poem these days? Always before there were rules that needed to be followed; a strict meter, a defined stanza length, a set rhyming pattern, and the poems seemed to contain more of a narrative. These days everything is the opposite. Rhyming is frowned upon, and stanzas have become loose; writer-defined lengths and meters. I struggled with this once. After reading John Milton’s Paradise Lost in University, I decided to try writing my own version of the fall from grace in a more modern style, yet keeping the original perspective – Satan. Here is stanza 2 from a poem that takes just over 2 pages.

 

My eyes swept across the land, encompassing

The outer edges of Paradise, and

The band of Cherubim guarding the gates.

I leapt off the mountain, landing gracefully

At the Western edge of Paradise, my six

Wings flaring as I bounded over the wall

Of rock at its lowest point.

The sun shone down at its zenith, bathing

The land in its warm glow, turning

Everything a glittering green-yellow as

It filtered through the foliage of the trees.

I walked past the roses, red as fresh blood,

Refusing to inhale their heady scent,

Past the trees which lie at the centre

Of that garden, the smell of one so familiar,

The scent of home, the apples of Heaven,

The Fruit of Life, my heart ached at

That fragrance, and I grew cold.

 

This is a bad example of modern poetry. There is too much narrative going on here, and it reads like prose cut up into lines. Prose can be a good place to start, to get the idea in your head if you struggle to write poetry, but you don’t want to be bound by this early attempt. It is also too literal, poems these days have hidden meanings; you don’t want to spell it out for the reader, you want them to discover the meaning for themselves – that way it means more to them since everyone will read a piece slightly differently. Also you never want to start a modern poem with capital letters. In a modern poem, capital letters follow the prose rules; they are for the first line only, unless you have a full stop in which case you have one on the next word.

I gave the poem another attempt, this time disguising the theme of Original Sin within a modern setting.

 

The path glittered beside us

yellow, green as we lay

on a bed of pine needles.

My blood pumped hard

through my adolescent body.

I caressed her strong muscled thigh

in the late afternoon sunshine.

 

The plucked red rose

rested on her bosom,

blood petals strewn around her.

She inhaled its heady scent;

enchanter of the woods.

 

The apple from the hidden tree

lay discarded and broken.

 

Need to return her home,

past Sunday curfew,

she just lies there free

from the rules of society.

 

My lips brush this unadorned Venus,

savour the taste

of that apple on my lips

and wish I could have it

once more.

 

This is a good example of a modern poem. There are only capital letters at the beginning and after a full stop, the stanza length is uneven – specified by the poem and the individual sections, and the meaning is slightly veiled. There is still a narrative here – which I think is needed, though not everyone will agree – but it no longer reads like chopped-up prose. The trick to modern poetry is in the images. Do not tell the story, show it to them and let them work it out for themselves. Do not tell them “She lost her virginity”, show them “The plucked red rose/ rested on her bosom, /blood petals strewn around her.”

Although I updated the setting of this poem, I still kept the integral parts of Paradise in there. They are still surrounded by nature, there is still a hidden tree with an apple; however these have become symbols and the apple, as it always has, represents her innocence and her virginity. You need to try and find new images to show something which is why I used the image of the rose. Yet this is a double meaning line, many people will read it simply as a rose, so I included the short stanza below with more traditional imagery to reinforce the message “The apple from the hidden tree/lay discarded and broken.”

Each poem will be unique. Don’t try to force it into a mould, let the mould flow around it. Each of my stanzas are determined by the imagery, the sections of the narrative. I did not decide in advance what the format would be; I told the story and let it fall where it was meant to.

 

WOW! Thank you, Maria. This really does show how modern poetry can be interpreted in imaginative ways.

What are your thoughts on this subject? Do you love it? Hate it? Does this make you want to explore the creativity of it? I’d love to know your thoughts!

Maria Johnson has a BA Honours Degree in English & Creative Writing. She was nominated for International Young Poet of the Year in 2008 while still at university and has had her work published in an anthology. These days, she’s a freelance editor and proof reader and writes when she finds time.

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If you’re looking for a great editor or proof reader, contact her here: maria7627 AT hotmail DOT com