Hello! I’m back after a week’s break with my final post about NaPoWriMo… As you are probably aware, we are currently 4 days into May. Which means that NaPoWriMo is officially done! How did I do? Well…
Despite having a full school work load because #Seniorlife…
Despite working an insane 30 hr work week…
Despite hitting up 5 different countries in the last week of the month…
Somehow I still managed to write the 30 poems and complete NaPoWriMo 2019!
Hehe I’m slightly in shock at myself… Who knew it was possible to consistently write almost every day for that long? I guess my competitive streak really did come out this month – although I wasn’t exactly competing against anyone. 😀
But really, this challenge was a huge boost for my writing life. Previously I generally waited until I was ‘inspired’ to start writing poetry, which mean that my writing was often quite sporadic. But this past month, because I had to write, I did! And even though some of the poems I came out with were
absolute rubbish less than satisfactory, I still was getting words out consistently, which I count as an accomplishment. 😀
I wrote a total of 6965 words worth of poetry. I tried out quite a few different styles… Rhyming, free verse, short, long, based on Biblical characters, based on Pinterest prompts, based on day to day experiences, based on scenery we were passing on our road trip… you get the picture. 😀 And most importantly, I had a ton of fun! This challenge got my creative juices running and made me write – both things I count as pretty important to me as a writer.
So, would you like to read one of the poems I wrote during my last week of NaPoWriMo? The one I’m going to share is called Stony Silence. I wrote it during our two day stop in Wittenberg – the home city of the great reformer, Martin Luther. Wittenberg is an absolutely beautiful city, brimming with charm and history. I loved it, and wrote this poem as a sort of response to the incredible amount of history that is stuffed into this city’s streets and buildings. It’s a crazy feeling to be walking on the same streets that Luther walked on over 500 years ago, to go stand next to his grave, to be surrounded by thousands of stones that are worth their weight in historically significant gold. (did that make any sense at all?) Anyhow, I hope you enjoy this poem!
What stories do you hold so tightly in your aged memories –
You firm and ancient stones?
Neither the warmth of sun and wild wind,
Nor the cold of rain and silent snow,
Can cajole the secrets from your stony breast and mute lips
That sit so still through the eons of time.
Won’t you whisper a word or two
To the traveller passing by?
Just a warning or a word of wisdom gleaned
From your years of watching and waiting?
Surely you must have something worth saying,
Some story that burns to be told,
Some secret that longs to be set free?
In hope I press my eager ear
To the cracks and crevices of your cool façade
Straining to hear a whisper from the past…
But I hear nothing –
Nothing but silence in these firm and ancient stones,
Watching and waiting as the years pass by –
The silent, stony guardians of stories long forgotten.
And that just about wraps up my NaPoWriMo blog post series! I hope you’ve enjoyed following along on this writing challenge with me this past month. 🙂
Did you do NaPoWriMo in April? How did you find it? And have you ever been to a city that inspires you with it’s history? Let’s chat in the comments!