Author: Samantha Beardon
I have always been a people person interested in others and what makes us tick. Over the years for my work I have read about and studied psychology. I have had the urge to write that book but never quite found the time. Then I started playing internet word games and chatting to others which opened up a whole new world. I was amazed at some of the stories and some of the odd ball experiences I encountered first hand. This sparked the idea for the novel Converging Lives. I also discovered poetry last year and find that poems just fall out of my head,although I am at this moment in time addicted to rhyme! I also love to read, travel and silk paint.
Choosing words for poetry
Poetry Tips
Choosing words for poetry
Poets need to understand words, letters and sounds in ways more intimate than the reader or the writer of prose.
I want to take you on a journey and show you had you should think of words when writing your poetry.
I was given the words PEACH, PAISLEY, PACHABEL, PERIDOT for a challenge.
To me these words fitted into a romance a seduction scene with two players and some music.
So my thinking was Pachabels Cannon in D I don’t know if you have heard it, its a beautiful piece of music and its made up of repeating refrains so I wanted to replicate that in the poetry music.
I needed repetition within the poem and repeats and I also wanted repetition of p and s sounds.
I used alliteration but I also wanted to use euphony letters beginning with p are associated with masculine , power and pride ..s words are associated with secrets, sensuousness so accentuating these sounds will help set the mood of the piece.
I choose words with p and s with the connotations that I wanted and I choose words with p and s in the centre to keep the sounds progressing.
My peacock is a metaphor
Then my word choice
preens gives me the p and s sound …it means devoting time to making oneself look attractive fitting my lover who is a peacock
prances again gives the p and s sounds …it is also making exaggerated movements ..that will get noticed
Then those words are repeated but reversed like the steps of a dance.
He poses and exudes power …and the narrator is interested excited
In the second stanza romance is building so those s sounds come to the fore.
Combined with t which adds a trembling sound.entwined, trailing, atmosphere.
Plus the slithering s tones of slow, sound, speeding, shudder, unison, softly
We continue in stanza 3 with the repetitions but we add he sound of l which can be a sound of lightness and clarity.
So the mood of the poem is built, the emotion heightened.
I formulated a list of potential words, I checked meaning and connotation and picked the words with care.
I tried to continue using my sounds and refrains to echo the refrains in the music.
This poem is also is an extended metaphor.
Now you might not like this poem it may not appeal to you.
But read it aloud feel how the words flow together hear the sounds and try to emulate good word choice in your poems.
Cannon in D
The peridot peacock preens and prances
prances and preens
the feeling of power positively exuding
from the pose
his display raises my pulse
pulse beating in my neck above
the
peach
Paisley
of my shawl.
The slow sound of bass notes entwined
with the trailing notes of violins
start to create the atmosphere
for sharing secrets
touching
inner
chords
slow sounds – speeding -twining
like rising pheromones
I shudder as my peach paisley slips
across
my skin
The peridot peacock
preens and prances
Pachabel adding life and lustre
subtle refrains building building
I smile and power transfers
as I stand and pose and preen
the suspense peaks
we move in unison softly touching
speeding – twining.
peridot
peacock
rocks
peach
Paisley
with Pachabel.
Samantha Beardon©
How do you choose words for your poetry!
Samantha Beardon
Learning…
Learning to be,
Can be hard you see,
Life teaches us early who we are,
Can make us doubt ourselves, makes lasting scars.
If we focus on others judgements,
The negatives, can stunt our circumference,
Told you are no good at that,
Are ugly, stupid that’s a trap.
Learning to be the person, that fulfills their own potential,
Can be hard, if we believe we can’t be successful,
We are duff at sums, we have no charm,
We can’t attract a mate, communication causes alarm.
Living with the mantra of negativity,
Becomes a self fulfilling prophecy,
Yet each of us in unique,
Why do we have to follow the herd,or be the freak?
Learning to be, can be hard,
Some never manage, they keep their marked card,
Others start to realise, they like their self,
Gain confidence, count their strengths, grab life itself.
Learning to be, is easy for some,
They have self love and confidence from day one,
Get positive feedback, grab the day,
Breeze through life, like through a holiday.
From where ever we start,
It’s important to be, all you want to be,
Start with caring for you, seeing the good,
Celebrate your achievements, search out the dead wood.
Each of us is unique, and deserves to live life to the full, before they die,
Aware of who they are, shining brightly
The fragrance of poetry
The fragrance of poetry
I walk past Dahl, Byron and Jeckyll
all scenting my world to inspiration,
as a sea of sage surges adding
a heady aroma to the mix – clarity – memory
whilst wisteria whispers her fragrance
a trail to follow to source
Flower’s songs permeating the air
Choirs calling
for the vibration of the bee
is this poetry enough –
Or should I wait for
the burgeoning buds
ready to burst
the seeds of poetry.
Samantha Beardon.
Pherenomes in D
The peridot peacock preens and prances
prances and preens
the feeling of power positively exuding
from the pose
his display raises my pulse
pulse
beating in my neck above
the
peach
Paisley
of my shawl.
The slow sound of bass notes entwined
with the trailing notes of violins
start to create the atmosphere
for sharing secrets
touching
inner
chords
slow sounds – speeding -twining
like rising pheromones
I shudder as my peach paisley slips
across
my
skin
The peridot peacock
preens and prances
Pachabel adding life and lustre
subtle refrains building
building
I smile and power
transfers
as I stand and pose and preen
suspense peaks
we move in unison softly touching
speeding – twining
peridot
peacock
rocks
peach
Paisley
with Pachabel.
Samantha Beardon©
