I loved taking part in National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). OK, so I didn’t manage the full 30 poems in 30 days, but I did post 26 out of the 30 ( I started two days late anyway).
I’m proud of what I achieved. I rocked up at the page pretty much every day for a month and wrote rhyming words about something front of mind that day.
Here’s what I learned from taking part in NaPoWriMo:
- I committed to something publicly. Therefore I felt duty bound to honour that commitment.
- Poems are fantastic at capturing a tiny fragment of time.
- I wrote poems about completely random things, like my kitchen skylight and a scarecrowess I photographed at a farm.
- I had no idea what I was going to write about until I sat down with my laptop.
- I only like writing poems that rhyme. They make me feel held and contained.
- The discipline of writing a poem kept my thoughts and feelings focused.
- I didn’t do any censoring. I just let the poems flow.
- I wrote for fun and challenge, not for any other reason.
- I never found excuses not to write the poems. The only days I missed were times I was busy with family stuff and nowhere near my laptop.
- Today feels odd not writing in rhyme.
- Sometimes I ran out of ideas but still wrote a poem anyway.
- I love the discipline and shape of the poems I wrote.
- I noticed that my repetitive themes are about shadow and death. Existential issues evidently emerging.
- I will continue to write poems as the mood takes me. I do anyway, but I have exercised a muscle that will need to be used and stretched regularly.
- Hidden pieces of me are now being seen. The act of revealing is where the healing happens.
- Other bloggers liked my poems. How generous the writing community is.
- Some of my poems got favourited on Twitter. How humbling that was.
- I felt resentment some days, but wrote anyway.
- I feel I have grown as a person.
- Procrastination didn’t even get a look in. If you want to get writing, get poem-ing.
Thank you, NaPoWriMo!