I bought a set years ago, but it didn't last long when the words kept falling off the refrigerator and the cats tried to eat the magnets.
In a angsty, anxious, obsessive-compulsive need to be creating something, anything for at least five minutes, I've put some of the words back on the refrigerator. I think the pack holds somewhere between 200 and 300 individual magnets and I've thrown about 50+ or - on the refrigerator, forcing myself to work with what I've picked at random.
So, in my first entry in this little experiment, I decided to write a haiku. Remember those? I think everyone has to write one just to escape grade school. I will try to work my way through some more complex and unique poem styles, though I don't expect to get up to a true Shakespearean sonnet. Not on my refrigerator. That's just twisted. Maybe an aubade or two.
I drift back to poetry a couple times a year. It's like visiting my childhood stomping grounds. It's where I started writing oh-so-many years ago. It's through poetry that I've developed my appreciation for language. No, my appreciation for individual words. With prose, you can lose some of the focus you have when writing poetry. What's one word in prose when you have to write more than 100,000 of them.
But with poetry (with maybe the exception of epic poems), each word has to be carefully chosen because there are going to be so few of them in the poem, so little time to make your point and draw an emotion from the reader. Each word has to be weighed, tasted, balanced against the rest of the sentence, the rest of the poem. So much depends on that one word (to paraphrase a great poem that haunted me through college lit). It's something I try to remember when writing my stories.
Oh, and tonight's haiku:
In case you can't read it:
"Chain me to the moon
Raw & bare and wanting you,
my love, on the sun"
An astute reader pointed out that I did not technically write a haiku. Since the focus was on people rather than nature, I wrote a Senryu. The name sounds familiar. I must have shoved it in a misc. mental folder from college.... I've got lots of those. Thanks for the heads up! I'll try to write an actual haiku next time.