Hello everyone! It’s Day 9 of National Poetry Writing Month!
Today’s prompt: a visual poem. Which is to say: take an actual pen and write a poem.
Now, since I rarely use a pen these days (for writing, at least), I thought let’s make this something special. So instead of using my plain boring usual handwriting, this poem is written entirely in the old German writing style known as Kurrent. It flows quite nicely and was heavily in use during the 19th century, but today hardly anyone can read or even write it. (see below the poem for the transcript)
In the / deepest forest / of the / night, / oh, a / mighty / long neck / winding / into the / darkened sky. Everlasting / glory of the heaven’s creation, / never to waver, never to / fall! But oh! All things / must end, like/ the / night. / But / he / will / rise/ again, higher / than ever before, / and we will fear him – mighty Brontosaurus!
(And yes, it’s not really a poem – shame on me)