A photograph to inspire poetry: A Wild Strawberry

Wild Strawberry

One way to find inspiration for poetry is through photographs.  An image, even if it is simple, can have many interpretations and inspire different emotions.  A poet can feel a variety of emotions depending on the image and how it is viewed.

This example is a photograph of a wild strawberry.

One way to find inspiration for poetry through this photograph would be to focus on elements such as light, nature, spring, water, greenness, life and other similar points.  This could make for a variety of interesting poems.  There are, however, other ways to find inspiration from a photograph like this.

One subtle point about a photograph of a wild strawberry is how a wild strawberry differs from a “regular” strawberry, or one that is sold in stores.  A wild strawberry is unnoticed, it is unused by people, it is often mowed over.  A regular strawberry is cultivated, cared for and seen as a treat by people.  This distinction and the metaphors that it can represent can help inspire poetry.  The following is an example.

Strawberries

In fields there are two kinds of fruit that grow,
and both of them do share alike a name,
they are the small strawberry fruits we know,
and how we speak at first they seem the same.

They both are red and grow on vines of green,
and both have seeds that cover the outside,
they both are plants that our eyes have seen,
and both are plants that with their sight don’t hide.

Yet one of these strawberry plants we see,
as something that we might do seek to plant,
the other kind though it might wish to flee,
the mower blades that spin and cut what can’t.

The regular strawberry plant we grow,
the wild one with spinning blades we mow.

The differences between the strawberries in this poem can represent a variety of metaphors depending on how the poet and reader views it.  This poem is one kind of inspiration that can be drawn from this photograph.  There are clearly many other kinds.

Please feel free to let this photograph help inspire a poem.

Experimental Poetry Form: Three

Here is an experimental poetry form

Stanzas: 3
Lines per stanza: 3
Meter: iambic tri-meter
Rhyming pattern: abc abc abc

This form is characterized by three’s: there are three stanzas, each stanza has three lines, each line has three feet and there are a three sets of rhymes.

An interesting way to use this form is to continue the focus on threes.

Here is an example poem:

Garden Lizard

The small lizard was gray,
as it moved on the wall,
and toward the jasmine vine.

As it moved on its way,
its color did not stall,
but changed from gray to pine.

And on the vine that day,
its shade it did not fall,
but turned bright green and fine.

As can be seen, in addition to the three stanzas, lines, feet and rhymes, this poem also has:

Three subjects: the garden lizard, the wall and the jasmine vine
Three stages (one for each stanza): moving on the wall, transitioning to the vine and being on the vine, and
Three states (one for each stanza): gray in color, pine in color and bright green in color.

This is one example of how to use the form. There are also many other ways.

One interesting aspect of this form is its brevity. Because there are only nine lines, each with only six syllables, it affects how subjects are described. It provides a limitation that can make the presentation more interesting.

Please feel free to experiment with this experimental poetry form.

A Poem: blue bird

In trees that are covered with leaves,
the small blue bird does hide,
he breathes with a small chest that heaves,
his time he does now bide.

For in the tall and wide oak tree,
two yellow eyes do peer,
they watch and hope that they do see,
a movement caused by fear.

The small blue bird he does not flee,
but waits for the bright sun,
for in the dark the eyes do see,
and watch for him to run.

The hours pass as the sentry,
does watch with yellow eyes,
but leaves do bar their glare’s entry,
and are a natural guise.

The yellow sun does finally raise,
as yellow eyes do close,
and the bright light does close their gaze,
as yellow eyes do doze.

As the light shines, the bird does fly,
away to far safety,
and seeks a hidden place that’s high,
where yellow eyes don’t see.

Welcome

Welcome to M. Sakran’s blog of and about poetry and poetry related things.

On this blog, there may be posts:

• Of poetry – for example, posts that contain poems,

• About poetry – for example, posts that contain explanations of poems, and

• Posts of poetry related things – for example, posts of photographs to inspire poetry

In the posts of this blog there should be an opportunity to read poetry, read about poetry and find inspiration for poetry.

Please enjoy the blog.

Thank you.