It’s Friday! And you know what that means: Poetry! Want to know more about Poetry Friday? Click this link right here. And be sure to check out the amazing Jone Rush MacCulloch’s blog, Deo Writer, to see this week’s round up of wonderful poetry related posts, blogs and goodness.
Hello and Happy Poetry Friday! Fall is officially here and it is almost October-my favorite month of the year. I am patiently waiting to put the Halloween decorations out. It may look and feel like the middle of summer here in Florida, but I try to make inside feel spooky and fall-like.
Last year, I participated in Inktober-a month long drawing challenge-with my own poetry twist. I wrote a poem and did a little watercolor painting for all 31 days of October. I ended up getting a handful of good poems out of the bunch, and two were actually picked up by Spaceports and Spidersilk. The second poem comes out in the October issue and I am so stoked.
I had a blast writing the poems last year and I wanted to do something similar again. I have decided to focus just on the poetry this time around though. While it was fun to doodle, I just worry about having the time for 31 poems and 31 drawings. I hope to do a sketch here and there, but my goal is to have 31 themed poems for what I am calling #Poemtober.
A few weeks ago, I posted a question on my various social media feeds: “What unusual fears did you (or your kids) have when you were little?” I got over 200 responses! While I did get some of the more common kid scares-monsters under the bed or closet-many were wildly imaginative frights.
It was also surprising to see that some of the off-the-wall things scared multiple people. Volcanoes opening up in the back yards while kids slept. Sharks coming out of the bathroom drain. Belly buttons untying and letting all the air out.
So I have decided that my #Poemtober 2018 theme will be Childhood Fears. I cannot wait to dive into these. Each one on the list is an actual fear that someone mentioned. I think it is going to be a fun month!
When I was a kid, I was terrified that my dolls would come to life and suffocate me. Every night I made sure they were tucked in and comfy. My logic was that if they ever came to life, they would take compassion on my because I was always kind to them.
What spooked you when you were a kid? Let me know in the comments and thank you for stopping by!