Ars Poetica Day two

Though lifting the pen
To bleed on the page
Seems like a gift,
A talent given,
I would argue that
There are days
When writing poetry
Feels like madness leaking
Outward from my head.

Rhythm and rhyme
Pulsing in time
To how broken
My heart is.

April Pad challenge

I posted the poem for Ars Poetica earlier today. This is the answer to the prompt for the day: Optimism.

Looking forward
Is just so hard,
Optimism is not
Something that
comes easily.

Choosing to think
In the positive
Means using a
Light towards
the possibilities
That shine out the darkness.

I don’t know if during April I will be doing the regular day blogs… I will have to see. There should be at least two posts daily for April like this one.

Ars Poetica Poem one

The urge to pull the pen
to bleed upon the page
is something that seems
to be unwilling to fade…

I thought poetry would be
a passing phase,
something that I would grow
out of as I would age.

Instead, I have found myself
drawn deeper in,
bleeding more verse
than I wanted to in the end.

National Poetry Month

So I have done this two different ways now. I always do something for April and November. I have tried posting some poems that I love from others in April, and I have tried posting my Daily PAD Challenge Responses. I don’t know which one I want to do this year. I am still struggling with space (at least until May) so I want to go with something that would not add to the media as much. A daily poem would be a lot of media unless I do it as a text format with a repeating image.

What are your thoughts on this? my poetry or others? or general discussion about what poetry is?