For We Write Poems Prompt #198: Child’s Play
Advice For Burgeoning Poet
Hold on to the sights and sounds
that breathe life
into moments around you.
Learn how to breathe them in as though
you have never done it before,
slowly and deeply.
Hold on to the words
which tickle your inner ear,
hum lightly on your tongue,
keeping thrumming beat that repeatedly sweeps
through your bloodstream.
Hold on to that child-like awe of language,
constantly reaching to scratch
writing itch you wish sometimes
you didn’t possess.
Hold on to the music within your soul.
Let it teach you to pirouette, set your thoughts
to leaping and prancing,
even when no one else is willing to take
the chance to dance
Hold on to your right to express the you
that you alone have created.
Even when others think you nothing more
than a fool, bent only toward foolishness,
remain on the path
that your light opens
Hold on tight to the words
and their meanings
even if, and especially when,
the rest of the world
Elizabeth Crawford 1/30/14
Notes: This is the result of a bare bones fill-in-the blank exercise found at Instant Poetry located here: http://ettcweb.lr.k12.nj.us/forms/newpoem.htm and the final prompt I posed for the month of January. This was the first of several forms I tried at the above mentioned site, but the one that really clicked immediately. It surprised me with its eagerness to be fleshed out. We humans are a trinity of being: the heart, the mind, and the soul. I found myself unwilling to let go of this piece until I had addressed all three of those aspects of the individual who would be a poet/prophet/hermit. Once a teacher, always a teacher, I guess. Image is a digitally manipulated pen and ink line weaving drawing. Although many songs could accompany this writing, I think this is the one that says it best: