Many writers/bloggers are joining in with a 31 day writing focus over the month of October inspired by the Nester.
Though I am coming in to this a bit late, my aim is to present a daily poetic piece for you to enjoy here over the next 31 days.
And what could be more appropriate than commencing this on National Poetry Day?
However, as an M.E and chronic illness sufferer, it is a huge undertaking for me.
And I may have days where I fail to accomplish this goal. I hope you will grant me grace in those times.
I aim to showcase mostly unseen work, but to make it easier on myself this venture will also include those of the ‘here’s one I made earlier’ variety too.
Output will vary. Some will be a mix of tiny snippets, haiku or micro-poetry. Others will be longer stand-alone poems and some will be incorporated into blog posts and reflections.
Knowing my physical fragility, low energy and other commitments, I would really value your prayers and support to keep going with this enterprise!
Each poetic offering will be a part of the emphasis here on love, loss, life and faith.
My hope is that you will join me for this regular slot as I really welcome your feedback on what you like and why.
Now on to the first poem:
We are strangers
floating on our islands
casting watery glances
at the ebbing tides
of our native shore
life’s waters discharging
sickness, sin, and endless despair
throwing in poisoned bait
and receiving likewise
who will heed the cry
of the gentle Fisherman
saying, cast your nets
into My life-blood
and I will be an Anchor
for your souls?