At Coleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday, the first week calls for the poet’s choice. My choice this week is an Etheree: a poem that consists of ten lines of 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 lovely syllables. This one includes the syllabic form in reverse order as well. I hope you enjoy it, as it was fun to write it. Hurl me to the moon to never return, lest I get my act together.
HURL ME TO THE MOON aye rid me finally of all fancy in recitations to go visit the moon send those more learned, more gifted pray I instead: make me evolve rooted, sharpened, attuned with the earth grant me wisdom to know how to do it with what I have, firm in my nucleus adjusted, more mooned with Mother Earth steadfast to do what's right for her grit to be queasy at times sharp to my life's purpose in transient moments with roots grown deep, otherwise hurl me far *** © 2021 selmamartin.com
Let me become so in sync with Mother Earth that I become her.
photos: Image by mollyroselee from Pixabay
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THANKS FOR READING,
I wish you miracles.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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This is lovely, both the form and content. Effortless.
So pleased to know you found it to your liking sweet lady. Thanks so much for the encouragement.
Be well, dear one. I wish you miracles.
I enjoyed this! The title drew me in. Very nice job❤
Yay, I did something right today. May the force always be with me– and with you as well, Markie. Good night. You have a wonderful Thursday. xoxo
This is such a fun read! Nicely done 🙂
Pat
Thanks for reading, And commenting, Jazzy. Fun, you say— yes. Thanks. It was fun writing it. Blessings.
I think human’s became troubled when they were gifted with fire.
May we learn to use all our efforts to save the planet… yet cycles continue in time.
And some time we may just be hurled to the moon to live there.
(Just perhaps not in our lifetimes.)
You agree then, Jules. If we don’t take care of Mother, we should be hurled far and made to live on the moon. Thanks.
😂 👏
I’m not sure the moon would appreciate full time human beans! 😀
Right you are. The moon wouldn’t like those beans. And the beans wouldn’t survive it either. So then what?!
One must atone and change to continue living in planet earth.
That’s the whole point!
Thanks for your valuable time.
Be well, Jules. Blessings.
Selma, this double Etheree is fabulous. I love this: “Let me become so in sync with Mother Earth that I become her.” Brilliant! <3
Love your comment, Colleen. Glad about how the poem came about.
I thought I could have turned that last part into a 5-7-5 haiku but after I’d published. 😂 oh well
Thanks for the comment. Be well. Blessings.
It’s fun to experiment, Selma. I agree. That would have been an excellent haiku inspired poem. ❤️
This is a beautiful poem, Selma! Grounding and being present!
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