Jenny Knipfer–Author

Best-selling Christian historical fiction author, Jenny Knipfer, shares her books, inspiration, thoughts on life and writing, and book reviews. Purchase Jenny's books, read her blog, or listen to encouraging podcasts, highlighting the life of a writer.

Here’s my thankful thoughts for this Thanksgiving, expressed in poem form… The Basics of Thanksgiving

Today, I started the day crying—tired of the same old pain. After wiping my eyes, I felt a poem bursting to come out. I have found that writing poems are healing and a constructive way to express feelings and unburden my soul. Here’s what came out.

A Spring Poem: From the chirp of a robin to the bright green buds on the trees, spring emerges, at first hesitant, creeping forward, like a careful lover…

It’s been a while since I sat down and let a poem come to me, so last night I focused on what gaining contentment looks like to me. Here is the product of my effort…

With a new year in mind, I recently wrote a poem in simile form about hope, how I see it and what it means to me.

It has been awhile since I let my mind wander in the realm of verse. Last night I let my thoughts take me where they would, and although this is probably more prose than free verse poetry, it’s a poetic picture of where I write most of my work. I hope you joy it.

Happy Memorial Day! You may have bought a crepe paper poppy or seen them during this time of the year. I hadn’t really understood why veterans used the poppy as a symbol of remembrance until I started to research WWI for my upcoming book, Silver Moon.

Tomorrow I am podcasting about my imagination process when I write, so I wanted to link a similar theme here on my blog. My interview with Sarah Letourneau in my post last week inspired me to write a poem about imagination and crafting characters for a story . . .

What does it mean when a poet’s craft is part of their spiritual practice? In most cases, it’s not just about describing our observations or ideas in an artful way. It’s also about more than being moved by what inspires us. In other words, it has nothing to do with craft, talent, or motivation¾in fact, it transcends all that.

A Fall Poem: Autumn to Me
Cool crisp perfect
Colored hat glorious
Misty morning marvelous
Dead leaf crunch
Corn, buffet brunch . . .

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