National Day of Poetry

Poets, today is #NationalPoetryDay. If you use that hashtag to post a short poem using a Public setting, it will appear on a Facebook page, and you can also post on Twitter, where your poems will be grouped with others using that hashtag or #NationalPoetryDay2017.

This seems to me to be an opportunity for promoting poetry in general and our own books of poems in particular, so I’ve been gathering haiku and minipoems from my poetry books and including hotlinks to the appropriate title.

In these examples of my posts on Twitter, notice the use of caps for the poetry titles. This helps to separate the titles from the poems:

#National PoetryDay
VISION
In the early morning light,
everything looks black and white.
Time draws forth true colors.
by Mary Harwell Sayler from my new poetry book Lost in Faith
https://www.amazon.com/Lost-Faith-Mary-Harwell-Sayler/dp/1977605842/

#NationalPoetryDay
MOVING ON
My faith
God’s power
No more mountain
by Mary Harwell Sayler from new book Lost in Faith
https://www.amazon.com/Lost-Faith-Mary-Harwell-Sayler/dp/1977605842/

#NationalPoetryDay
THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN LIKES LEAVEN
Matthew 13:33; Luke 13:20
One package of yeast
to three handfuls flour – Wait!
Water – Watch it – Rise.
by Mary Harwell Sayler from poetry book Outside Eden
https://www.amazon.com/Outside-Eden-Mary-Harwell-Sayler/dp/0615994865/

#NationalPoetryDay
THE WIND SNAPS ITS FINGERS.
Our oak tree drops on command.
Palm fronds lay prostrate. Rain
washes – band after band
of purifying power
from the Lord’s cleansing hand.
Faith and spider webs still stand.
by Mary Harwell Sayler from poetry book PRAISE!
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1945099038/

#NationalPoetryDay
REHEARSALS
We practice aging – the bruise
that takes too long to heal,
the once-cracked ankle radiating
pain to indicate rain coming,
a memory lost among many,
many.
by Mary Harwell Sayler from Faces in a Crowd
https://www.amazon.com/Faces-Crowd-Mary-Harwell-Sayler/dp/1539952878/

#NationalPoetryDay
THE PARABLE of ME
Jesus knows
I don’t swim well,
so He held my hand,
and we walked
across the water.
by Mary Harwell Sayler from Lost in Faith
https://www.amazon.com/Lost-Faith-Mary-Harwell-Sayler/dp/1977605842/

#NationalPoetryDay
PRAISE CHRIST OUR LOVER
Who woos us with lilies,
serenades us with sparrows,
feeds us good grain
and fine wine,
poured
from His own
Vintage collection –
our very selves blended –
made One by His love.
by Mary Sayler from poetry book PRAISE!
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1945099038/

#NationalPoetryDay2017
WEATHERING SANDBURG
The fog comes in cat
fur: pale gray Persian
with traffic sounds
rolled into the round
core of a purring rug,
each end opening to
skies of Siamese blue.
by Mary Sayler from Living in the Nature Poem
https://www.amazon.com/Living-Nature-Poem-Harwell-Sayler/dp/098358527X/

#NationalPoetryDay
CASE STUDY
Low lid clouds open
their sky blue iris, watching
me – small dot, pupil.
by Mary Sayler from Living in the Nature Poem
https://www.amazon.com/Living-Nature-Poem-Harwell-Sayler/dp/098358527X/

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Resources for Christians

If you’re a communicator for Christ, as I am, you can find Writing Resources with Christian poets, writers, and pastors in mind on my website.

In addition, I hope you’ll follow these blogs, which I maintain as often as family, church, and book-writing commitments allow:

Bible Prayers
Bible Reviewer
Mary Sayler (in lieu of this site)
Poetry Editor & Poetry
Praise Poems (many of which have been compiled in the book PRAISE! and the forthcoming chapbook, WE: the people under God.)
What the Bible Says About Love

May God bless you and your good work in Christ.

Mary Harwell Sayler, (c) 2017

 

Minipoems plant little seeds

A quick look at a day’s headlines reminds us how fragile life is – and how fragile the earth! As Christian poets and writers, many of us can’t help but think about our loved ones who don’t know the Lord or who have fallen away. Unfortunately, it’s easy to come on so strong that our words have the opposite effect.

One way to overcome this tendency yet say what needs to be said is to find an appropriate metaphor or symbol, then pour our words into a small container such as a minipoem or aahcoo. Maybe a loved one won’t even see our poems, but someone else’s loved ones might.

To recap an earlier conversation: an aahcoo focuses on God or a spiritual matter in a maximum of 3 to 7 syllables written on 3 to 7 lines.

This example uses the traditional haiku form of 5/7/5 syllables to understate a colossal concern. Lord willing, the poem might cause readers to consider their own spiritual condition:

Angels on the pond
their tiny searchlights blinking –
I wonder who’s lost?

by Mary Harwell Sayler, © 2016