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I am not a poet, master class, pastoral poem, pastoral romance, poetry series, poetry types, writing challenge, writing expiriment
So, I rolled the prompt to write a poem for February. Since I’m not a poet, like at all, really, I thought it might be nice to experiment and learn about some new forms.
I referenced the Master Class blog for the fifteen forms.
Here’s me struggling through it:
Since I chose a Pastoral Romance poem, let me briefly explain. This is a poem without strict form rules (rhyme, meter, etc.), and it focuses on idyllic views of nature. Think: city life bad, country life good.
Without further ado, here’s my terrible attempt at the Pastoral Romance.
Evergreens shroud the horizon
Putting miles between them
And industry’s dirt and smog.
Sweet morning dew swathes
Her bare ankles and long, sneaky
Vegetation slips up her skirts.
Bushes full of berries, plump and ripe
Leak juices along her fingers
As she loads her basket.
Tart and refreshing for him working
Sweat plastered cloth to his back
And chest as he licks his fingers clean.
Cutting trees and carving wood
Has his blood humming as red
Stained her mouth and tongue.
She gathered up her voluminous skirts
And tempted him with her pink skin,
Ripe and ready to be devoured.
Wind rustled the tall grass and
Sheep bleated as he thrusted a moan
From low in her belly.
The sun dried her tears and
Between her thighs before
They rose back to their duties.
Herding sheep, picking fruits and nuts,
And sowing wild oats for the land
To bloom and fruit for the Fall.
Yup. That wasn’t great, but it was fun to try! If you want to join me on this poetry series, learn about poetry forms and types, and write some poems with me, please share them with me! I’d love to see what you write.
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