On this Poetics Tuesday, Kim is challenging us to “flex our verbs.” We are to write a poem about a landscape using unexpected and powerful verbs. I did not completely follow the prompt, writing about freedom rather than a landscape, but I tried to “flex my verbs” and use plenty of natural imagery.
Freedom runs barefoot in a green field.
It’s hair flies behind it.
Freedom touches the sun
And breathes the cool breeze
Freedom, like water erodes barriers
And smooths a rocky cliff face
With persistence Freedom, like water
Extends arms to its oasis.
Freedom plays joyfully with destiny
And steps into it’s oceans deep.
This was written in response to DVerse’s haibun free for all. The topic was pretty much anything that actually happened to you.
It was a waterfall: the clove-spiced oil streaming down my face, from just above my head, through my long hair, even into my mouth as it journeyed down my chin, on to the waiting white towel around my shoulders. It was wonderful, this ceremony, being sealed with the gift of the Holy Spirit, and my whole family celebrating. Family, friends, and even strangers commenorating this step: I have decided to follow Jesus, even to a new place.
Arid summer day,
Living water courses through
Souls, brought together.
This is my response to day 7 of Jill’s “Songs of Unreason” series. The inspiration comes from this quote:
“The only answer I’ve found is the moving water whose music is without a single lyric” ~ Jim Harrison
Moving water’s music is without a single lyric,
Yet it speaks eloquently in babbling,
It speaks of all humanity’s searching
For our source, and our perseverance, sticking
To the goal while stumbling over little pebbles —
Yes, there is moving water in all people.
Today at DVerse, we are writing minute poems.
It is a form that was unfamiliar to me and sounded a little challenging but fun. Each minute poem contains 60 syllables, in three 20-syllable stanzas. Each stanza has 4 lines, with 8 syllables in the first line of each stanza and 4 syllables in the others. Ideally, minute poems are also written in iambic meter, with a rhyme scheme of “aabb ccdd eeff.” This one was enjoyable to write!
I hear the healing notes rise in
A wave, begin
To sing their song,
Here all along.
They have lain dormant in my soul,
I’ve played a role
In my own pain,
But let the rain
Seep into my aridity,
Helping me be
Here is another poem inspired by Jill’s “Songs of Unreason” quotes challenge. Today’s was about how “human wildness…finds all barriers brutishly unbearable.” That got me thinking about how people, in general, want to be their true selves but build metaphorical walls out of fear of being rejected. This turned out better than expected!
Everyone I know
Connection — so
Why do barriers
Still preside, looming
Over our lives?
Hearts yearn to reside
In a special place,
Where barriers break,
So let us take
Risks, and time,
And shine our lights
Above and far beyond
May our words be
Nourishing trees of life.
May the broken barriers
Begin with mine.
Today’s poem is inspired by DVerse’s Looking Out / Looking In poetics challenge. I took a photo this morning from inside my room, looking out the window and this quadrille is what came out of it. I think that this prompt might inspire many other poems as well, as many poems as there are windows!
Outside my window I see morning light,
And colors of the soft sunrise,
With clouds floating by like a greeting;
This day I need to decide to fight
For happiness, for peace, for presence
For each passing moment of
This lovely gift called Life.
Today, DVerse returns from summer break! I am delighted that the weekly challenges and sense of community will return. Today’s prompt is to write a quadrille using the word “flicker.”
There is a flicker of light in the darkness:
A star, millions of miles away — its wavelengths
Reach out like cosmic arms. No harms
Will come this way if eyes stay looking up
At the friendly star whose eyes
Kindly look down to earth.