Good Monday Morning. I signed up for Writing 201:Poetry. Not because I have aspirations of being a poet, but because I like the rhythm of words. Thought I might learn something. So bear with me as I post my assignments. And forgive me.
Today my assignment is to write about water in the form of a haiku using a simile. Here goes:
Your holy presence
is like a gentle spring rain
on my barren soul.
Barren? Weary? sun-parched? dry, cracked? Decided on barren ‘cuz nothing grows without Him. But it feels like that’s been said before in some way, shape or form. I’m trying to think of an interesting, unusual liquid that I can try to liken to something. Any ideas?
Or maybe you poet friends who are not in the course want to show me how its done…
This one, I fear, will sum up me and this course:
My logical mind
an impenetrable dam
blocks the poet’s flow.