Showing posts with label Haiku. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Haiku. Show all posts

Monday, 31 August 2015

#9 ~ Scribblings of Freya



I started reading 'How to Write Poetry: A resource for students and teachers of Creative Writing' by Cynthia Sharp; another Kindle Unlimited Download.

In the chapter of two she talks about building an imagery file, which is actually something that I have done in a quite haphazard way for a few months.  I think I now need to go through my notebooks, and pull out the relevant bits and put them in one specific place.  She then went on to provide some imagery to use for either a Haiku, or 3 line poem.


'The diamond splatter of winter rain'

I used it to come up with a proper Haiku - that is to say, not one that is just 5:7:5 syllables, but that has a natural context.


Leaf

The diamond splatter

on winter rain on green leaf

jewel of nature free


(c) Freya Thorne 
31/8/2015
United Kingdom
All Rights Reserved



I then went on to play with it a bit further for a 3 line poem, it's quite freeing to not have to worry about syllable length.


Splatter

The diamond splatter of winter rain on green leaf

Heavenly bounty displayed with majesty

A gift from on High to lighten the burden of my soul


(c) Freya Thorne
3/8/2015
United Kingdom
All Rights Reserved


I'm really pleased with how the development has worked out, and now I can feel something even longer bubbling away in my cauldron of creativity.

It's a bit disturbing where the poet in me sprang from.  I could understand it a bit more if A215 had actually started!  So, perhaps it is just something in me anyway ... my place, my calling, my destiny.

Happy rainy Bank Holiday Monday all.

Freya
xoxo


Bibliography

Sharp, Cynthia, 'How to Write Poetry: A resource for students and teachers of Creative Writing' 16 November 2014 Published by David Carlyle (Country Unknown) on Amazon UK and downloaded as a Kindle Unlimited book from HERE.

Sunday, 30 August 2015

#8 ~ Scribblings of Freya



Watching Monty Don this morning on Gardener's World, cocooned in the quiet before family life begins, I had the inspiration for a Haiku from a phrase he used.


Autumn

The velvet season

Glorious colours spill forth

Winter looming near

(c) Freya Thorne
30/2/2015
United Kingdom
All Rights Reserved


I like it so much, I think it might work in a longer piece, so I will mull over the possibilities.

Still no books from Open University, although to be fair to them, they aren't due for delivery yet.  It's just last year they arrived in July.  The two modules I'm doing are not due to start until early October, but I just need to get ahead, purely because I'm doing two modules this coming year; a huge amount of work.

Happy reading.

Hugs

Freya

Saturday, 22 August 2015

#6 ~ Scribblings of Freya



Having had a conversation with a new friend recently, I have come to realise that what can be revealed as a slightly flippant remark about something, can lead them to assume something quite different than perhaps is the actual bread and butter truth of a situation.

It got me to thinking, and a Haiku popped out:

A simple word said

Can oft' be misunderstood

Shielded truth lies under


(c) Freya Thorne
22/8/2015
United Kingdom
All Rights Reserved

Muhhhhh, it's not an exemplary example of the art form, but it tells it how it is.  

The conversation, did get me started on a bigger picture of that truth though, and a new poem has started to struggle into life.  So far I'm really quite pleased with the 2 verses, or stanzas, or whatever they are.  I will develop it further; it most definitely has legs for a TMA for OU A215.




Friday, 7 August 2015

#3 ~ Scribblings of Freya



I've been playing around with Haiku again:


Fill Your House for Free
Kirstie A's style on our TV
Junk to style devine

(c) Freya Thorne



I will need to do a lot of them over the coming months, so bear with me whilst I hone the skill.

Freya

xoxo

Thursday, 6 August 2015

#2 ~ Scribblings of Freya


This time it's a Haiku (published on Facebook 6/8/2015)


Travel Haiku:


When train door slams shut

Town dust flies away with green peace

My heart has come home


(C) Freya Thorne