via Daily Prompt: Astonish
Inspired by the fact that I am sick today, which led to the realization that my body is fighting for me, even when I criticize it. For the last day of NaPoWriMo.
I’m always astonished
By the body’s capacity
To keep on going,
Its defense system inside,
Its wise decisions
Of which I’m not conscious.
I should relax, rest,
Stop trying to control and test
Everything, but trust it:
My body loves me.
This is for Waiting on Words’ prompt for today, day 29 of NaPoWriMo.
The two least lonely words:
They show you’re not alone,
Let us stand by each other when
That all may from their shame
Today at Real Toads we are writing a poetry form called a Fold, about destructive weapons. This was my first time writing in this form, and I enjoyed it, though I am unsure how well I actually did. The form has 11 lines, and the first, fifth, and last lines have the same ending. Every other line rhymes with the first line. The poem also must include a reference to nature and its effect on the poet.
I think that there is nothing more destructive than words, especially the thoughts in people’s own heads. I am not feeling as hopeless and down as this poem suggests, but I definitely have been there.
Like a sneaky army arrive
Internal thoughts which criticize,
I’ve thought them dead but they survive
Strong blasts of positive affirmations.
When will I at happiness arrive?
There is a rain cloud outside, suddenly
Saddening my eyes, which were alive
Wit dancing light. A mind at war with
Itself — A countdown : five
Four three two one I will explode
If deliverance does not today arrive.
We at DVerse MTB are taking inspiration from the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam today. Stanzas are 4 lines long with the rhyme scheme AABA. Generally, the lines are written in iambic pentameter, but we are allowed be creative with the precise form today. I often like to write rubai, so it was nice to see the form featured.
The days fall down like rows of dominoes,
And who will know the way the future goes?
May I make wise decisions in this hour,
And steer this boat well, as the river flows.
This form, called an Ovillejo, is for Linda Luna’s decastich challenge. I had fun writing in this form and hope to keep trying.
Will you stay near to me always?
For all your days.
Do you promise to act with love?
You’re my sweet dove.
Do you accept this golden ring?
The heart may not every day sing,
But promises last past the pain:
Love can be watered by the rain.
Through all your days, you’re my sweet dove, with everything.
For Poetics Tuesday at DVerse, we are talking about body image. I thought this was going to be reaare hard for me and was not thrilled about it, but the prompt is actually not what I expected: We only had to choose one physical attribute to write about and our feelings about it. I ended up writing something positive!
I cannot quite describe
The color of these eyes,
Inherited from you
And shared with my brother —
A bit of brown but mostly green-blue?
Unlike any other
The part of me that I like most,
Looks like an ocean, nearing its coast.
This week’s quadrille has us all “gather”ing to write poetry!
Sunlight shining in the backyard garden,
Lovingly cared for home-grown
Tomatoes ripen on the climbing vines,
Ripe blueberries and read strawberries
Gathered when it is time:
We have tended these plants for many months,
The fruits of our labor
Are a fresh summer feast.