yesterday home was a park bench but today you are more follow in this direction trust, your path is clear evensong the anthem will lead beckoning to listen all you need is to be still epiphany is home
Photo: Image by Leandro De Carvalho from Pixabay
The Prompt: This prompt challenges you to write a poem in the form of a series of directions describing how a person should get to a particular place. It could be a real place, like your local park, or an imaginary or unreal place, like “the bottom of your heart,” or “where missing socks go.” Fill your poem with sensory details, and make them as wild or intimate as you like.
For today’s optional prompt, I chose the Shadorma poetic form with two stanzas. Shadorma follows a syllabic meter of 3/5/3/3/7/5, and it has no set rhyme scheme.
I also chose it for its brevity as I wanted to drive home the idea that the direction to a place we all want to arrive– in the case of this poem, home — is NOT complicated and tedious. It is so, for peace, happiness, and love, as all these virtues already exist inside us. I hope you can infer that from the short poem.
Thank you, Maureen, for all the research you put in to offer us ‘poets’ a splendid 30 days of amazing possibilities. I’m so touched by you. You rock.
I salute all the poets/poetesses for showing me how less is more and everlasting. I stood to witness how powerful verbs go a long way, and I’m happy to have touched virtual shoulders with you all. I look forward to seeing you all again for NaPoWriMo2022. (In between, you can find me on Twitter, Instagram as SelmaWrites, or on my website *wink*).
Thank you all for reading, and remember that someone in Japan is thinking of you and wishing you miracles. Until we meet again, I bless you. xoxo, Selma Martin.
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Thank you kindly, Selma, for this and all the miracles. You have brought much love and light. All well to you.
What lovely words you gift me. Be well, my precious.
I like how the brevity of your poem does drive the idea that the way home is simple. We just have to look. Or listen. The answer is clear.
Thank you.
I just went to my insta page to make sure I don’t miss anything from you. I’m not very good with instagram yet, but I can only get better 😉
My goal is to post my April poems on there in May (I didn’t have the time to figure out how to do that properly in April, what with doing NaPo and NaNo plus… life!). I better get started!!
Happy miracles! XO