PAD Challenge #29 For Poetic Asides
For today’s prompt, write a next steps poem.
Self-Talk Matters II
“What are we doing?”
I don’t know.
“Where are we going?”
Don’t know that either.
“What do you know?”
“Well, like what things?”
Like, we must stay open to whatever comes.
Making plans, is like taking a stand. Closing
windows and doors, locking out other
“Okay. So, what do we do meanwhile?
You know? While we are waiting to see
whatever is coming?”
We do the task which that moment
asks, whatever it is. Put all these poems
together, wash dishes, read a book,
cook some spaghetti.
Yes, spaghetti, if that suits your fancy. We
fill this moment with noodles and sauce,
because, that is the task we choose, for this
moment. And we do it to the best of our
ability, then move on to the next, and the one
“But, but, what about tomorrow, and the one
after that? Don’t we need to know where we are
going? What is our final destination?”
Kind of takes your breath away,
“Umm, yes, it does that. But, wait…”
You must see that all journeys end
at that one. Making plans can swiftly
become a circuitous route in avoiding
all doubt about that destination.
“I think I might be hyperventilating.”
Just breathe deeply, in and out, let
doubt slide away. We are okay in
this moment. We’ll cook, read,
maybe make a book, whatever. But,
we will be ready for whatever comes,
as we live inside each moment.
“Oh, damn! You’ve gone back to that
‘flying by the seat of your pants’ thing,
No. I never left it.
Elizabeth Crawford 11/29/10