The Joy of Writing: Sonnets

It is my firm belief that anyone can write poetry. It is not an art reserved for the learned or the few. Much like painting it can be taught. I want to walk you through a process today much like Bob Ross did in his series, Joy of Painting. We will have colors on our palette much the same comprising nouns, verbs, and adjectives. Follow along, express yourself, and above all, have fun.

The Joy of Writing

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It’s a terrific day and I’m glad you’re here to write. Remember, we can all be poets and express ourselves. Because that’s what it’s really about: expressing ourselves. Just stay confident and stay writing.

Today we’re going to try writing a sonnet. Sonnets usually have three verses and a turn or volta at the end. They often have iambic pentameter as well, but we won’t be bothering with that today. What we are creating is something I came up with called a rhyming free-verse sonnet. It keeps the basic rhyme structure of an English sonnet but the meter remains free-verse. If it feels intimidating, don’t worry; I’ll walk you through it. There are four stanzas, and we will treat them as four short poems. So, grab your pencil and some paper. It’s time to sonnet.

Please check out my other tutorials on writing love poems and haiku.

Verse 1

First off, we have some basic nouns:

a. pain, b. hand, c. hair, d. eyes
a. strain, b. gland, c. stare, d. thighs

Did you notice the lines marked a, b, c, d? Each corresponds to a different rhyme we will use later.

Now, that you’ve got those, let’s consider what we might do to these nouns by looking at verbs:

a. feign, b. expand, c. scare, d. cry
a. rain, b. planned, c. blare, d. sigh

And finally, I’d like you to imagine how you will describe these nouns and verbs with adjectives. There are fewer adjectives needed so we will not need to pair them.

Sane, bland, fare, dry

It’s time to start writing! Write out four basic nouns from the first list.

a. pain, b. hand, c. hair, d. eyes
a. strain, b. gland, c. stare, d. thighs

Eyes
Hands
Thighs
Hair

Next you’ll want to pair the nouns with rhyming verbs. I’ll give examples but you can put them anyway you like.  Just make sure the first and third line rhyme (as well as the second and third). Think: a b a b.

If you need help rhyming you can always pair an a b c d

a. feign, b. expand, c. scare, d. cry
a. rain, b. planned, c. blare, d. sigh

a. Eyes feign,
d. Hands cry
a. Thighs strain,
d. Hair sighs.

Remember our adjectives? We haven’t forgotten about them. Take them from the list and pair them up:

sane, bland, fare, dry.

Dry eyes feign
As hands cry
Thighs sprain,
Hair is dry.

Feeling confident? There’s one more step. Change and rearrange verse in any way you see fit. Every line doesn’t necessarily need an adjective.

Eyes strain hands,
Feign, scare, cry
The pain expands,
Your hair is dry.

And that’s the first verse! Only three more to go. Feel free to take a break whenever necessary.

Verse 2

Now that we have the basics down, we can move to verse two. Verse two is identical in structure to verse one. We just choose different nouns, verbs, and adjectives to continue our poem. Once more, we have our basic nouns (with rhymes):

a. bed, b. wave, c. trust, d. nook
a. thread, b. cave, c. lust, d. hook

Let’s consider what we will do to these nouns by looking at verbs:

a. bled, b. save, c. thrust, d. shook
a. spread, b. crave, c. rust, d. look

And finally, I’d like you to imagine how you will describe these with adjectives:

Lead, shaved, robust, unhooked

Start by typing out some basic nouns from the first list.

a. bed, b. wave, c. trust, d. nook
a. thread, b. cave, c. lust, d. hook

Bed
Waves
Lust
Hook

Next you’ll want to pair the nouns with rhyming verbs. I’ll give examples but you can put them anyway you like.  Just make sure the first and third line rhyme (as well as the second and third). Think a b a b.

If you need help rhyming you can always pair an a b c d

a. bled, b. save, c. thrust, d. shook
a. spread, b. crave, c. rust, d. look

d. Bed shook,
c. Waves thrust
d. By the look
c. Of lust.

Remember our adjectives? Take them from the list and pair them up:

lead, shaved, robust, unhooked.

Bed shook
Waves thrust
By the robust look
Of lust.

You’ve written the second verse! Congratulations. Let’s look at our progress so far by seeing the first verses together.

Eyes strain hands,
Feign, scare, cry
The pain expands,
Your hair is dry.

Bed shook
Waves thrust
By the robust look
Of lust.

Verse 3

Verse three is again identical in structure to the previous. We just choose different nouns, verbs, and adjectives to continue our poem. We have our basic nouns:

a. ghost, b. steel, c. chill, d. sound
a. coast, b. wheel, c. still, d. ground

Now, that you’ve got those, let’s consider what we might do to these nouns by looking at rhyming verbs. Notice the first set is an off-rhyme. It is something different from the norm if you would like to try it.

a. lost, b. feel, c. fill, d. surround
a. cost, b. steal, c. distill, d. compound

And finally, I’d like you to imagine how you will describe these with adjectives:

Tossed, ideal, downhill, drowned

Start by typing out some basic nouns from the first list.

a. ghost, b. steel, c. chill, d. sound
a. coast, b. wheel, c. still, d. ground

Coast
Steel
Still
Sound

Next you’ll want to pair the nouns with rhyming verbs. I’ll give examples but you can put them anyway you like. Just make sure the first and third line rhyme (as well as the second and third). Think a b a b.

a. lost, b. feel, c. fill, d. surround
a. cost, b. steal, c. distill, d. compound

c. The still
b. Surrounds steel
c. as sound distills
b. The coast feels

We haven’t forgotten about adjectives. Take them from the list and pair them up:

engrossed, ideal, downhill, drowned.

The downhill still
Surrounds steel
As sound distills
The drowned coast feels

Only one more verse to go. Let’s check what we’ve written.

Eyes strain hands,
Feign, scare, cry
The pain expands,
Your hair is dry.

Bed shook
Waves thrust
By the robust look
Of lust.

The downhill still
Surrounds steel
As sound distills
The drowned coast feels

Verse 4

Now that we have the basics down, we can move to the final verse. Verse four is identical in structure to verse three, except for having two lines and a volta.

Remember what we said about a turn or volta? Consider the energy from the previous stanza. Mine involved drowning but yours may have turned out very different. To contrast the idea of drowning, I will use nouns and verbs which involve swimming. Feel free to substitute your own.

Once more, we have our basic nouns:

a. rim, b. water, c. breast
a. limb, b. daughter, c. dressed

Now, that you’ve got those, let’s consider what we might do to these nouns by looking at rhyming verbs:

a. skim, b. slaughter, c. rest
a. swim, b. totter, c. jest

We still need our adjectives:

Dim, hotter, pressed

Start by typing out two basic nouns from the first list.

a. rim, b. water, c. breast
a. limb, b. daughter, c. dressed

Breasts
Water

Next you’ll want to pair the nouns with rhyming verbs. I’ll give examples but you can put them anyway you like. Just make sure the first and second line rhyme. Think a a.

a. skim, b. slaughter, c. rest
a. swim, b. totter, c. jest

a. Breasts swim
a. Water skims

Remember our adjectives? We haven’t forgotten about them. Take them from the list and pair them up:

dim, hotter, pressed

Breasts swim,
Pressed hot while water skims.

Now we can put all of our verses together:

Eyes strain hands,
Feign, scare, cry
The pain expands,
Your hair is dry.

Bed shook
Waves thrust
By the robust look
Of lust.

The downhill still
Surrounds steel
As sound distills
The drowned coast feels

Breasts swim,
Pressed hot while water skims.

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And that’s all there is to it. You are officially a sonnet writer.

Remember to believe in your abilities and let me know how it turned out. Please share your poems in the comment section or on your own blogs with a tag back.

Until next time: stay confident and stay writing!

Branded Lullaby

Every month I meet with my poetry group, as part of The Mid-Ohio Fine Art Society. We discuss weird things, write and share poetry. It’s a lot of fun and if you’re in the Marion Ohio area, I encourage you to join us. You can find the Facebook group here. During the last meeting five of our members, including me, wrote a short poem together. I would like to share it with you today.

Poem composed by Brock Gates, Brittany LarsonAgnew Pickens, Shari Wise, and Ben Ditmars.

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Branded and retching a slime in my eyes
No reason to this doubts and lies stumped
I’d put a patch on both eyes
if they weren’t already black
misused, misplaced, and out of tune
I hope I can get out of this rut soon
Insidious clues over the hills pointed on high
hot air balloons flood the sky with colors
and as I stagger into the
morning light, I’ll hear the
cricket’s lullaby.

Summertime

Every month I meet with my poetry group, as part of The Mid-Ohio Fine Art Society. We discuss weird things, write and share poetry. It’s a lot of fun and if you’re in the Marion Ohio area, I encourage you to join us. You can find the Facebook group here. During the last meeting three of our members, including me, wrote a short poem together. I would like to share it with you today.

Poem composed by Agnew Pickens, Ben Ditmars, and Brittany Larson.

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The Summertime brings me such great bliss
getting drunk on dandelions
full of vinegar and piss
not enjoying the taste
feeling in my loins
the taste of pain
no more gain
insane
depth.

Calling All Writers: Fun Facts

The Great Jackie Smith (not unlike the gift giving pumpkin) did an awesome online hangout and wrote a post about it. She challenged other writers to share fun facts and how they got into writing.  Since, I’m reclusive and seldom post more than poetry and the occasional joke, I thought it time to open up.

Admittedly, how poetry became my thing is kind of convoluted and not exactly clear. I wrote a lot of stories when I was young: for friends, myself, siblings, or anyone who would read them really. Poetry was more of my guilty pleasure growing up: something I did secretly and never shared. It’s hard letting people see what goes on inside your head and poetry might reflect that better than anything. I was a shy, insecure kid (though totally different now of course. I mean it. I’VE CHANGED, DANG IT!). I don’t think I really shared any of my poetry publicly until my high school English teacher noticed some of my fiction and started a writing club. Though I mostly did read my fiction for the group, I felt brave enough to try some poetry. And it wasn’t until college I got back into it.

My creative writing professor was really instrumental in that, as was his belief in students submitting to the college literary journal. My first try, I didn’t get in and felt devastated. Like I said, it’s hard to not take rejection personally, especially when poetry comes from somewhere deep inside of you. But I kept writing and tried again. And that’s all you really can do: you can’t fear failure or not being any good. Poetry is brave, even when we aren’t. I managed to get some poems into my college literary journal the next year and placed second in a contest. It was an amazing feeling as I’d never really won anything before.

I wish I could say it was all history from there but frankly I’m not that great and it continues to be a journey. There’s so much life left to live and life more than anything creates words. My greatest cure for poetic writers block has always been to be alive and let it inspire me.

Lured into Spring

Every month I meet with my poetry group, as part of The Mid-Ohio Fine Art Society. We discuss weird things, write and share poetry. It’s a lot of fun and if you’re in the Marion Ohio area, I encourage you to join us. You can find the Facebook group here. During the last meeting three of our members, including me, wrote a short poem together. I would like to share it with you today.

Poem composed by Agnew Pickens, Ben Ditmars, and Cheryl Wilcox:

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fishing with dead body parts
you know I stuck a fishing lure
up my butt one time
I didn’t catch a thing
spoiled the whole fishing trip
until the sun spawned
crappie dreams of rectal spasms
detached metatarsals
in a cool retreat from spring
is it really that hot in your
little pond,
you’d chase a foreign object?
those UFOs that skip across the water
in colors of sundown
sentences spelled out with rods,
punctuation from loose hooks
tick, tick, tick
I got a bite
I got a nibble of a nibble of a bite
caught between the noble demise
of sushi dreams or fish filet.

Writing Spaces: Part Deux

I read an article last year on where famous authors do their writing. There were some remarkably inspiring locations and it made me wonder where the authors I know (the majority being small press and indie) write their stories, poetry, and other words. I collected photographs from ten talented writers last year. This year, I invited twelve more to do the same. They span the spectrum from paranormal to poetry and children’s fiction. Thank you once again to all the writers who let me into their homes and special places with their photographs: Paula Walker Baker, Melissa Craig, Michelle Franklin, Kelly Stone Gamble, Tracy James Jones, Dan Leicht, Dionne Lister, Jeanne McDonald, Charity Parkerson, Poppy Ruth SilverJacqueline E. Smith, and Danielle Thamasa.

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Paula Walker Baker, author of Jack Learns to Grill
Melissa Craig 1
Melissa Craig, author of The Unblemished Librarian
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Melissa Craig, author of The Unblemished Librarian
Michelle Franklin
Michelle Franklin, author of Khantara
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Kelly Stone Gamble, author of They Call Me Crazy
Tracy James Jones
Tracy James Jones, author of Torn: Sixty Days of Calaboose
Dan Leicht 1
Dan Leicht, author of Blissfire
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Dan Leicht, author of Blissfire
Dionne Lister
Dionne Lister, author of Shadows of the Realm
Jeanne McDonald 2
Jeanne McDonald, author of The Truth in Lies
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Jeanne McDonald, author of The Truth in Lies
Charity Parkerson
Charity Parkerson, author of A Dash of Desire
Poppy Ruth Silver
Poppy Ruth Silver, author of Soon to Melt
Jackie Smith
Jacqueline E. Smith, author of Cemetery Tours
Danielle Thamasa, author of Project Death: Ressurection

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Reader Questionnaire About Me

Author Jackie Smith has invited readers to discuss themselves with a questionnaire. At first I worried I wasn’t interesting enough to answer all of the questions. I’m a bit of a writer hermit with the complexion of Sméagol from Lord of the Rings. But I soon discovered I rock pretty hard, thanks to Jackie. You can find her original post here and my friend Cinta’s here. Be sure and tag all of us so we can keep the blog chain rolling.

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1. What is your favorite book?
People will say it’s everyone’s favorite for sure, but Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is mine. I don’t think I’ve seen so much action and emotion packed into a novel. There’s the battle of the seven potters, Bill and Fleur’s wedding, even a bank heist. It really doesn’t get better.

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2. What are your goals? For the year? For your life?
I would like to get a full-time teaching job and expand my local poetry group. Also, as far as my life goes, go on adventures and see the world. I also want to find the right person and fall in love someday, but I’m in no hurry. There’s a girl I like and she makes me happy. That’s enough for right now.

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3. Are you a writer? If so, tell me about your work.
I’m a crazy writer who never really chose a genre. I write poetry, fan fiction, and the occasional short play. But poetry is what I write the most: I enjoy romantic and cosmic themes mainly because those are what I enjoy reading myself.

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4. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?
Probably Germany or Dallas, Texas. I have many wonderful friends in Dallas. But I’d like to see Harry Potter World too. Or Hogwarts. Hogwarts is totally real.

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5. What was the last movie you saw in the theater and was it worthwhile?
The last movie I saw in theaters was Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb. It was worthwhile, but sad. I realize it may be the last film in which I see Robin Williams.

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6. I’m curious, are there any books that you’ve tried to read and simply couldn’t finish? This is a no judgment zone.
Ender’s Game and A Tale of Two Cities. I’ve tried several times over the years and never managed it. But I will finish a Dickens book someday: I have faith.

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7. Are you currently working on a new book/project right now? If it’s secret, you don’t have to tell me about it. If so, however, I hope it’s going well.
Of course, I’ll tell you. No secrets between us. I’m working on a sequel to a short story I wrote two years ago. It’s about three kids who change history in a magic zeppelin. This particular installment will deal with Harry Houdini and the First World War.

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8. If you could live in any of your favorite books, which one would you choose?
I would choose Oz from the Wizard of Oz series. There are endless adventures and characters to visit. Also, if you’re a native you can’t die.

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9. Are there any book-to-movie adaptations that you think are just incredible? That you absolutely hated?
I can’t think of any I hated. I often dislike them because their interpretation is vastly different from my own. Narnia and Harry Potter are good movies, but nothing like I saw the books. The books were another world to me: fantastic and daring escapes into magic. I think it’s hard to capture that same intensity on film. Jurassic Park on the other hand I actually liked better than the book. There’s just something more visually appealing about seeing dinosaurs.

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10. What do you look for in a book that you want to read? What’s the first thing to capture your attention?
The cover or title will usually catch me. Then the description, reviews, and sample on Amazon. Most of time, I’m already interested because someone has recommended it.

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11. If you’re an author, what do you do when you first get an idea for a book? I make a playlist and create a secret Pinterest board.
I just start writing. Some people do notes or brainstorming, but it helps most when I see words on the page. I have started using Pinterest however and it helps inspire me.

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12. How do you feel about different genres? Romance? YA? Sci-Fi? Poetry? Do you have any favorites? Any least-favorites?
Poetry, fantasy, and sci-fi will always be my favorite. I’m not a big fan of paranormal fiction, but I loved Jacqueline E. Smith’s book Cemetery Tours. It felt different from everything else I’ve read. She has incredible talent and gift for writing characters.

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13. If you could meet any writer in the world, dead or alive, who would it be?
JK Rowling is my hero. I would totally play Muggle quidditch with her.

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14. Do you prefer Fiction or Non-Fiction?
Definitely fiction. I like to explore different worlds and hang out with dragons.

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15. Are there any characters that everyone loves that you can’t stand? Or vice versa?
I dislike Edward and Bella from Twilight. I haven’t read the books, but I saw the first film. Neither one seems to have very much depth.

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16. What do you like to do besides reading/writing?
My other great passion is education. It’s wonderful to help people discover learning and reach their potential.

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17. If you could be remembered for one thing, what would it be?
I’d like to be remembered as someone who made a difference: whether it is through writing or teaching.

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18. What is your favorite guilty pleasure book? I love YA and Nicholas Sparks.
You should never feel guilty for enjoying a book. But I do like comic books, though I only own a couple. Also, books of comic strips like Dilbert or Garfield. People might say 27 year olds should feel guilty for liking them, but those people are boring.

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19. Do you have a reading goal set for this year?
I’m not a big fan of reading goals. I just want to read whenever I’m in the mood for it.

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20. Tell me anything about yourself that I haven’t asked. Random fact. Weird human trick. Whatever. Example: I can pop my shoulder out of its socket. It’s gross.
I can only snap my fingers on certain days. I usually exclaim during these that it’s a “snapping day,” and feel lucky. But it doesn’t last long. I usually can only snap three of four times.

30 Things Before I’m 30

I’ve given some thought to the things I’d like to do before I’m 30 years old. These are limited to personal and not professional pursuits. I cannot possibly list the amount of books I would like to read either. Lastly, I have not placed them in order of importance.

1.) Ride a horse.

2.) Travel through Europe.

3.) Fly an airplane.

4.) Fly a helicopter.

5.) Ride inside a submarine.

6.) Go scuba diving and/or snorkeling.

7.) Hug a penguin.

8.) Hug a puffin.

9.) See the Grand Canyon.

10.) Visit Mount Rushmore.

11.) See the American Southwest.

12.) See the Alamo and San Antonio.

13.) Visit San Francisco.

14.) See the Statue of Liberty.

15.) See Niagra Falls.

16.) Visit Boston, MA.

17.) Visit Harry Potter World.

18.) See Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.

19.) See New Year’s Eve in Times Square.

20.) Visit Antarctica.

21.) Ride in an airship.

22.) Ride a hot air balloon.

23.) Meet J.K. Rowling.

24.) Climb a tree.

25.) Learn another language.

26.) Kiss in an elevator.

27.) Kiss on the beach.

28.) Kiss in the ocean.

29.) Kiss in Times Square on New Year’s Eve.

30.) Write something that everyone remembers.

New Format and a Poem

I’ve considered ways to change the format of my blog. I don’t believe it’s broken or unsuccessful, but I’d like to write more about myself. So, let me fill you in: I’m newly 27, I’m currently a substitute teacher looking for a full-time teaching job, I’m a Sagittarius (though I’ve never actually learned to spell it correctly), and I enjoy poetry. Of course, that’s the short version: I also like Harry Potter, Doctor Who, and most nerdy things.

Currently, I am single, but I don’t let it define me. There is a girl I like, but all good things in time. I’ve learned you have to enjoy the journey itself and not worry. I’ve been in relationships where I agonized over every word or detail and it wasn’t worthwhile. And it should be. If you don’t find comfort in each other, or feel amazing, then there’s no need to keep going (unless there are kids involved).

Apart from this, I enjoyed Christmas and only wish the adults had done more together: like board games or Mario Kart. Christmas should be about making children happy, but adults can have fun too. I think my niece and nephew would have understood watching Star Wars instead of Thomas the Tank Engine. Let’s face it, he’s a creepy train with a human face of undetermined origin. And I’m fairly certain at least one horseman in the apocalypse will resemble him.

So, rejoice. Another year has passed and I must dedicate more time to Goodreads. I’m planning a giveaway next month for my collection of poetry, Inhale the Night. But I also want to be a bigger part of the network and post in more groups. Also, I need to get advertising and tweets finalized. There’s a lot to do, but don’t worry, I leave the poem (and fun).

dreaming solid
rocklike highs
never climbed
or sung before

© Ben Ditmars 2014

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The Joy of Writing: Haiku

It is my firm belief that anyone can write poetry. It is not an art reserved for the learned or the few. Much like painting it can be taught. I want to walk you through a process today much like Bob Ross did in his series, Joy of Painting. We will have colors on our palette much the same comprising nouns, verbs, and adjectives. Follow along, express yourself, and above all, have fun.

The Joy of Writing

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It’s a wonderful day to write poetry and today is about haiku. I’m sure you’ve heard a lot about it.  It has to have 5-7-5 syllables or it must be about nature.  These are guidelines at best. Modern haiku can be any combination of three verses under 17 syllables.

Let’s start out and run all the words across the screen that you need to write along.

First off, we have some basic nouns. Let’s make them about nature, though it is not a requirement:

Snow; flower; midnight; moon

Now, that you’ve got those, let’s consider what nature is doing by looking at verbs:

Whisper; sleep; fall; gaze

And finally, I’d like you to imagine how you will describe nature with adjectives:

brilliant; white; effervescent; swift

The first thing you’ll want to do with these nouns is pair them with verbs. Think: how am I like nature? I’ll give examples but you can put them anyway you like.

Sleeping flowers

Whisper Midnight

Falling snow

Remember our adjectives? We haven’t forgotten about them. Take them from the list and pair them up: brilliant, white, effervescent, swift.

Sleeping white flowers

Whisper swift Midnights

Effervescent snow

Feeling confident? There’s one more step. Feel free to change and rearrange verse in any way you see fit. Every line doesn’t necessarily need an adjective.

Whispering moons

Gaze on swift snowfall

Sleeping white flowers

Now, you’re a haiku poet. That’s all there is to it. Let me know how it turned out and be sure and share poems on your blog or in the comment section.

Until next time: stay confident and stay writing!