I have been writing poetry (contemporary) since I was a child. It gave me an outlet, to vent my fears, frustrations and joys. I can only write when I feel there are incredible injustices or triumphs. Unfortunately, when I get ‘in a mood’, I can’t stop, and spend endless nights without sleep, putting pen to paper, or tapping away at a keyboard. It can be rather frustrating for those living around me! I talk alot (mostly to myself), which is rather unnerving, considering it is supposed to be one of the “the first signs of madness”! I started writing poetry to escape my somewhat ‘erratic’ childhood (although,some might say it was also a very adventurous existence, and it was, apart from the constant moving and having no friends growing up!). My Father (a migrant from Malta), joined the circus, where he was a clown and an acrobat for Ashtons’ Circus. Travelling around Australia was his life. He met my Mother when the circus came to Perth (Fremantle actually). Dad followed Mum and my grand parents home; he begged to date her, she did, and fell pregnant with me…. and the story goes on! When dad left the circus, he had to keep working on the road, so started long haul truck driving, we travelled for most of our childhood (my siblings and I, with the parents). I apparently went to 25 schools around Australia….and the story goes on!
I started writing haiku poetry in 2009. A haiku is an unrhymed 17 syllable poem of Japanese origin. It usually has a seasonal reference, and consists of three lines. The first line contains 5 syllables the second has 7 syllables and the third line contains 5 syllables, like the first. There are different interpretations of haiku, and how it should be written; this is an example of a haiku I wrote:
‘They have cut their throats again!’
‘There are no trees left’!
- Trial run on Haiku (tipofthequill.wordpress.com)
- Haiku Story; Writing Challenge (magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com)