The schoolchildren seem happy
chattering as they skip and walk by the front window
a raft of ducks navigating
a concrete river littered with outgrown hedges
their parents seldom looking over their shoulders
- early lessons in personal safety.
Thanks for taking the time to read a further adventure in imagist poetry. I’m finding the practice and method quite liberating.
On Sunday (Halloween), I entered Black Bough Poetry’s #BBMicro2 contest.
The premise and rules were to create an original 4-line poem about Autumn or Halloween, post it on twitter using the above hashtag.
There was a panel of judges working throughout the day, all of whom are really talented poets.
A shortlist was announced on Monday and that’s when I got the first shock! I had made the shortlist! I couldn’t believe it as I’d read some of the other entries and I thought they were outstanding.
On Tuesday evening, the winners were announced. I came in 3rd. I will be celebrating this achievement at the weekend with my wife. It hasn’t really sunk in because I never imagined I’d get anywhere near the shortlist or finalist. It has given me a lot more self-belief in my writing! Hard work pays off.
You can see all the winners on by visiting @blackboughpoems on twitter. Or visit their website (blackboughpoems.com) to view the current books and anthologies they have for sale. Their Christmas/Winter edition has just been released and has some stunning artwork alongside incredible poetry.