The nonet

I’ve been buried by rough drafts of persuasive essays this week, so I’m behind in the poetry writing challenge I’ve been writing about. I’m working to get caught up because I really like the idea of ending the month with 30 new poems.

Bam! That is some serious productivity for me!

One of the recent posts I missed featured the nonet, and the word of inspiration was “cousins.” The form itself gave me a fun idea to play around with, but cousins…meh.

Instead, I wrote about a spontaneous trip with a hostel-mate to Buenaventura, Colombia.

Buenaventura

I took a leap and rode off with him
to the coast, where fish still had eyes
on our dinner plates. It was
brash and risky, but I
felt so free, like I
was diving in
without fear
and no
net

It was fun to incorporate the form name into the poem while playing around with coastal/water-related themes, but perhaps it’s just too cute?