So many questions...

One NaPoWriMo 2014 prompt is to write a poem in which every line, except the last, is in the form of a question. I decided to write a poem last night in which I ask a few questions regarding one of the most mysterious abstract nouns on earth...

 

What is love?

 

What is love?

Is it even real?

 

Is it the comforting sound of your mother's voice?

Her warm embrace?

 

Is it found in your sister's reassuring smile?

Or in her cupcakes?

 

Is love the friendship you would die without?

Or is in the smile of a stranger?

 

Is it the touch of a lover, their gentle kiss?

Or is it in the laughter of your children?

 

Is love the feeling of nostalgia?

Or the longing for what you cannot have?

 

Is it the unconditional loyalty of your pet?

Or the cherished memory of a childhood toy?

 

Is love the warmth of food?

The smell of summer?

 

Is love in music?

In dance?

 

Is love real in the movies?

Or is it deeper, more spiritual?

 

Love, my love, is love.

 

Andrea Vermaak

 



Let's begin...

Two days ago, I came across National Poetry Writing Month, affectionately known as NaPoWriMo.
Founded by poet Maureen Thorson in 2003, NaPoWriMo is an annual project in which participating poets attempt to write a poem a day for the month of April.

I was already nine days late in taking up the challenge when I discovered this wonderful creative project. I am now eleven days late. Tomorrow I will be twelve. Life happens. Nonetheless, I am willing to attempt to write thirty poems before the end of April. I intend to use as many of the prompts given as possibly, and quite unashamedly.

If you are also feeling the nudge towards picking up your quill to jot down a few poetic thoughts, visit www.napwrimo.net and join me. It is never too late!

Happy writing!

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