Homework for October 2022 - Journey of a Writer (Acrostic Poem)
Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2022 12:07 pm
Well as usual, I'm bringing up the rear of the field!! I've been so impressed by what each of you has done with Maureen's challenge this month! Certainly prompted some navel-gazing on my part!
As we speak I'm celebrating the achievement of a long-held ambition - the publication of my debut novel which I began in 2014. You'll see it advertised in the next issue of the ABPA Magazine. So I thought it might be a time for a "story of my writing life" poem.
JOURNEY OF A WRITER (An Acrostic Poem)
(c) Shelley Hansen 20/10/22
Subjected to the joy of words as soon as I could talk
Hand-picked by loving parents. I began the longest walk.
Each book I read transported me to truly wondrous lands -
Long-lost and far away. I held their magic in my hands.
Librarians and teachers fed my quest to reach for more.
Enlightened, I discovered rhyme - which made my spirit soar!
Youth morphed into adulthood - work became a way of life.
Just now and then I'd pause to write - then I became a wife.
Our lives were busy - words I penned were packed and stowed away,
Yet somehow I suspected that they'd come to light one day.
Himself began to coax me to set free my "shoebox" stash
And liberate those verses (maybe earn a bit of cash?)
Now life has come full-circle (sixty-seven years it took).
Short stories, bush verse, sonnets. Finally ... I wrote a book!
Etched firmly in Australia, it has elements of me.
Now who on earth will read it? I can only wait and see!
As we speak I'm celebrating the achievement of a long-held ambition - the publication of my debut novel which I began in 2014. You'll see it advertised in the next issue of the ABPA Magazine. So I thought it might be a time for a "story of my writing life" poem.
JOURNEY OF A WRITER (An Acrostic Poem)
(c) Shelley Hansen 20/10/22
Subjected to the joy of words as soon as I could talk
Hand-picked by loving parents. I began the longest walk.
Each book I read transported me to truly wondrous lands -
Long-lost and far away. I held their magic in my hands.
Librarians and teachers fed my quest to reach for more.
Enlightened, I discovered rhyme - which made my spirit soar!
Youth morphed into adulthood - work became a way of life.
Just now and then I'd pause to write - then I became a wife.
Our lives were busy - words I penned were packed and stowed away,
Yet somehow I suspected that they'd come to light one day.
Himself began to coax me to set free my "shoebox" stash
And liberate those verses (maybe earn a bit of cash?)
Now life has come full-circle (sixty-seven years it took).
Short stories, bush verse, sonnets. Finally ... I wrote a book!
Etched firmly in Australia, it has elements of me.
Now who on earth will read it? I can only wait and see!