Wild And Real

Blitz Poetry is an interesting style of poetry with specific rules. I have written this style of poetry in the past. I thought it might be interesting to play with it again in the cold month of February. The rules make this form of poetry challenging. The rhythm of the poems created using this style depends on word choice and placement. This style of poetry, created by Robert Keim, takes thought and precision. My experience in the past is that it can sometimes feel like you are writing on a fast-moving freight train filled with words. Even the title of the poem is found within the word placement. I call this Blitz poem Wild And Real.

 The rules for writing a Blitz Poem and Wild And Real

A Blitz Poem is 50 lines of short phrases or images

*Line 1- use a short phrase or image

*Line 2-another short phrase or image that uses the same first word as the first word of line 1.

*Lines 3 and 4-short phrase or image that uses the last word of line 2 as the first word of the line.

*Lines 5 and 6, short phrases or images using the last word from line 4 as the first word. Continue until you reach line 48 using the same pattern found in this rule as lines 5 and 6.

*Line 49 will use the first word of line 48

*Line 50 should be the last word of 47

The title should be three words long, using the first word of line 3 followed by a preposition or conjunction and then the first word of line 47.

*There should be no punctuation.

As you can see, there are many rules, but I plan to have fun with this Blitz Poetry style.

Wild And Real

Sunshine in February
February wet and wild
Wild with wind and snow
Wild with winter’s weather menagerie
Menagerie filled with tigers and bears
Menagerie of cold and snow
Snow that lingers until spring
Snow that makes me shiver
Shiver in the depths of my soul
Shiver with winter cares
Cares that take their toll
Cares ran off by the sun
Sun that reminds me to be free
Sun that shines down from the sky
Sky filled with brilliant light
Sky shining a beautiful blue
Blue to color of a crystal sea
Blue the color of my lover’s eyes
Eyes that sparkle in the night
Eyes that drive away the pain
Pain of loneliness and despair
Pain that causes me to quiver
Quiver in the howling wind
Quiver where the rivers flow
Flow fast and free
Flow and make me quake
Quake with remembrance 
Quake with fear
Fear of danger in the cold
Fear of growing very old
Old without a better view
Old in cruel winter
Winter in of our discontent
Winter with no spring in sight
Sight of sunshine on a better day
Sight of ice melting 
Melting under the sun
Melting into a steady flow
Flow into the river
Flow into the sea
Sea of shadows
Sea of doubt
Doubt that spring is here
Doubt that the thaw is near
Near enough to feel
Near enough to be real
Real on this February day
Real and winter’s gone away

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

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