Not an Atypical Poem
Lower me to the raging of river,
float me atop waters current;
a swiftly-slipping origami boat,
perching on the lip…
of the next swirling eddy.
Trace the skies of my pattern
as I dip and climb…
bursting the edges of blue canopy;
devour the crisp-contrast of me,
this brilliant red-scrim of a kite is shattering.
Attempt to step in just the space
where my foot has last fallen
scattering the stones from path;
crunch and crumble, the gritty sound of earth,
as we ascend craggy, majestic, mountain trails.
Gather from the echo in my mind…
the low-slow sound that carries
through that cluster of apple trees;
pink-blossomed and buoyant with bees,
listen, a somber afternoon lullaby sung by mourning doves.
Gather yourselves with me as I trip gracefully
babbling as a brook poured over pebbles,
filling to the brim in a quiet forest found pond;
my cup is over-flowing with the wonder of nature,
my soul calls in the voice of the laughing loon.
© Hannah Gosselin and Metaphors and Smiles, 2012
So, this is what I came up with for Mama Zen’s excellent prompt…as you can see I promptly forgot the 25 words or less rule!! I have to tell you all though that this was very freeing…I’m usually battling my power images…keeping them at bay in order to keep from over-using them so this exercise made my inner-muse so very happy…lettin’ it all hang out…so to speak!
I liked how this turned into a very geometrical shape…five-five-lined stanzas…each self-contained bursts of inspiration…
How about I call it a, “Pent-A-Gone,” this form will release pent up musings in the form of our five favorite things, expressed in five lines each.
5×5=25 Ha ha…maybe that’s where I got my twenty-five!!
This is the real Challenge @ Real Toads
So, what about you, poet? What’s your power image? What sort of symbols do you find yourself returning to again and again? Show us . . . in twenty-five words or less.