Let the Poem-a-day Rumpus Begin!

Today kicks off National Poetry month and one of the activities I've done for the past few years has been to write a poem-a-day during the month of April.  So, today is April first and so the poem-a-daying begins!  This year, a few of my friends are going to be joining me.  If you read this and think, man, I want to do that too! Then hop right in!  Here is the prompt for the first day (courtesy of the lovely poet and promptess Lisa Cihlar):

1. Not another happy ending, I'm sick and tired of happy endings.

So, what to do to write a poem in a day?  Here's what I do.  I look at the prompts first thing in the morning.  With the prompt in mind, it's easier to think like a poet all day.  Then, sometime during the day carve out a small window of time and write whatever has come to mind down. When you poem-a-day, you are only creating drafts, so there is no pressure! 

So dive in and check in later today to see my attempt at a draft! Once you write your own draft post it as a comment to this blog, or to my facebook post (or keep it to yourself if you want to and just let us know you completed your poem for the day). 

Here is my poem for the day:

Hyacinths


Flower sprung of sandy soil and fresh blood
how you bloom a room alive. With bright head
lulled over with abundance. There are days
when I believe in happy endings--
fog lifts leaving green hillside glistening.
A few deer come into view their heads bowed down
to the possibility of understanding
earth's buried secrets. But doubt is like that.
Here I am carried away by the scent
while underneath the sandy soil your
dark roots tangle, and grasp--trying to hold
on to belief, or the false promise of spring.