A distant sun gives me the cold shoulder: Indian Summer’s over.
I sit, trying to collect thoughts, while little fists pound the bedroom door.
3 loads of laundry, but the washing machine won’t stop leaking water.
On my desk, incessant telephone haranguing keeps me on my toes.
Is it too late to run home, slide into base, where I can be called safe?
Never mind that look in my eye, I really am listening to you.
More challenges, this time in the form of American Sentences, which is a form of haiku created by Allen Ginsburg. This is a new form to me, where each sentence has 17 syllables like a haiku. You can really write about anything, not just nature. I found some interesting websites about American Sentences, most notably this one by Paul Nelson which really inspired my to do this more often. This is my very first attempt, and it wasn’t easy, but I am realizing that I like challenging myself with form. According to Nelson, “I find it an amazing way to sharpen my perception and learn how to eliminate unnecessary syllables. It aids in a sort of pre-editing that supports my spontaneous writing practice.” That intrigues me a lot, so I will probably try to do this a little more often, since I can use a lot of pre-editing and elimination of unnecessary words in my writing.
This is posted in connection with a prompt by Gay over at DversePoetsPub, in which we use American Sentences to describe a scene happening now. SO, welcome to my world today!