On Writing a Poem

mikeschultz Sun Jan 29 2012, 18:20

with pencil, pen, quill, or brush, the hand wields power in the delicate
making of tiny lines, curves and dots as it crafts a scene, a place,
a scenario, a thing, anything and everything the mind’s eye can see

poems are sketches
word-art symphonies of thought
read aloud to share

our tiny marks become sounds when read silently
or aloud to form the language of life and of living as human beings

hard rhymes and hard times,
fine lines, crying tears of ink
show the world you’re here

words are chosen most carefully for their color, tone and sound,
and for their size and look as well, and style assumes form
as the poem grows and is dressed for an outing

sketch an idea
picture it, a thousand words
paint between the lines

subject, emotion, biases and more influence shape, and in fact inform
the image the poem shall take as length of syllable, word, pause,
and line are formed from within

color life with thought
lay the page in vivid views
in lines of Haibun

Michael Schultz © April 2, 2007

My First Haibun Poetic Effort

1st Place Winner
Poetry Contest
2007 Crooksville Art Walk
Crooksville, Ohio