Sunday, March 1, 2020

Poem: Seeking the Song of Time

I don’t talk about them enough, but I really enjoy writing prompts!

These past couple of months, I have been learning how to make new friends. And it’s coming along quite nicely I should say, a lot faster than it has in previous years, which is a good change. One friend in particular has expressed her desire to write children’s stories and poems, so we’ve been meeting up lately and writing.

A couple weeks ago, we did a prompt where we each chose a picture for each other and had to write a poem based on that picture. Now I haven’t necessarily posted the exact same photo on here because of copyright laws, but I found a close approximation.

Also, I know I said I was taking a step back from blogging to focus on my novel. While I have made a lot of progress—I’m almost done with my rough draft!—I also started a new project to sidetrack me. I know, I know. But it’s exciting! I’m thinking of self-publishing a poetry collection, and I need your feedback. I already have many of the poems selected, including a few I haven’t shared yet, but I’d like to hear your thoughts. When you finish reading the following poem, if you would take three minutes to answer my survey, I would be very appreciative!


Seeking the Song of Time

Close your eyes and listen
to the constant drip
                        drip
                        drip
of the forest pewter
melting on the bows.

Stand still—
            and discern
the whispered hush
of the metallic
stream cutting through
the moss.

—until you hear it
            —can you hear it?—
hiding beneath
            the scent of pine
and the cool
dust of liquid moonlight.

listen
            slow your breath
                        don’t run,
take a step
            atop the moss
            that sighs a squish
beneath your feet

listen
            —it’s louder now—
 the triumphant,
            melodious call.
open your eyes and

see
            the mist swirl
the iron-steady trunks
like pillars in a hall
as the call rings
            unseen
like a bell tower in this natural noon—

cue       –          kcoo
            cue      –          kcoo
                        cue      –          ckoo

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Let’s chat! Did you enjoy the poem? How often do you use writing prompts as inspiration? When’s the last time you had a writing sprint with a writing buddy?


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