What next?

After posting on ten consecutive days on this blog, what should I do next?

This post is a summary of my experience of taking the #introtopoetry course and the monthly post my followers may have come to expect.

I shall begin with the archive links.  The first and third are to my usual posts about sayings, words and idioms.   The second is a post about my travels to the first UK blog awards for which my two blogs were short-listed.  (My third blog, Sue’s words and pictures is much younger.)

Bells and belles

UK Blog awards

Back to Nature (Part 2)

I realise that it is not very easy to find the links for older posts/newer posts in among all the clutter of my widgets below each group of posts.  For this reason I am providing links to each of my 10 #introtopoetry posts here.

A change of direction for this blog

Face to face

Friend

A Journey

Imperfection

Screened

Flavour

Pleasure from sunshine in autumn (or fall if you must!)

The English Lake District

A sonnet

I found the #introtopoetry course useful, although I didn’t allow enough time to benefit fully from all the information available about the various poetic forms and devices.  However I have all the links for future reference.  I wrote poems I certainly would not otherwise have bothered to write.  Whether the literary world has gained from this is for others to judge! 😉

A sonnet

The challenge for day 10 of the #introtopoetry course from WordPress is to write about the future.  The suggested form is the sonnet.  I have always fought shy of attempting a sonnet.  The rigorous rules of past generations of poets seemed too difficult.  However I have attempted a rhyming sonnet in something close to iambic pentameter.  Like my previous poem, this could be one I return to and find ways of improving.

I didn’t spend long composing it.  The title is somewhat facetious.  I believe it is the first sonnet I have ever written.  Shakespeare numbered his, didn’t he?

Some of the phrases may count as found poetry as for day 7.  I hope some of it is original in form.

Sonnet I

The past has gone and ‘now’ is here,
But what will happen in a future year?
We do not know the time or place
For salvation of the human race.

I know that Christ will come again
Bringing judgment to the sons of men.
To daughters too, to rich and poor,
And he will open heaven’s door.

Until we meet him face to face
We ought to live our lives by grace
And trust in God in every place.

Whatever the number of our days
We should try to follow his ways
With thanksgiving and praise.