In Conclusion

For 1sojournal NaPoWriMo Poetry Prompt #30: Day 30

tiger, pain, healthy, drifted, tomes, drug, cheated, baths, voracious, space, seek, boulder, skin, breeze, scent, swaying, mesmerized, admiration, habitat, grace, epitome, haunches, bidding, stunned, sent, secret


 In Conclusion

Now single older woman. Not
as healthy as she’d wish, finds
ease inhabiting her own skin.
Leans on wooden cane, often
swaying to breeze of her own
music created from internal rhymes,
keeping counter-point harmony
with inner rhythms.

No schisms in beliefs, though
varied. No longer married
to arbitrary rules that seek
to harry opposing views
for fear of truths they might
carry. Mostly keeps own
council in company of fools
who choose to remain ignorant.

Dances now, but only on paper,
preferring rapier of words, a thrust
of prancing feet that kills no one.
Still willing to risk taking chances
when creative balance cries with
need for existence.

Loves Nature in small and large
creatures, furred and four-legged,
feathered and winged, from hawks
to hummingbirds, rabbits to big cats
and bears. Shares that love with all
who care and are willing to lean in
and listen.

Fierce ally to Wild Child
and imagination’s bidding.
Shrugs off definitions
like wise or brilliant, always
deeply grateful for grace
and gifts she’s been given.

Elizabeth Crawford 4/30/14

Notes: This is the last day of NaPoWriMo for 2014. And I think, this was the hardest of the thirty poems to write. Not only because it signals the end of this adventure, but because I chose to write about the person I am in this present moment, and ran into all sorts of resistance (too much, not enough, blowing your own horn, shame on you, sort of thought patterns). Although I have probably written thousands of poems, I knew the ending lines before I began writing. New experience. All of that aside, I must say that I enjoyed this year’s poem a day, more than any other I have done, and was far more relaxed in the doing. Fairly certain that’s because I was creating the prompts from words I had already written. I believe there is a certain energy in any creative endeavor that lingers long after the process is completed. It might not always be experienced by the observer, or the reader, but it can sometimes be felt by the artist for years afterward. I would like to sincerely thank everyone who came, read, commented, and liked these pieces. Your support and encouragement is deeply appreciated. The image is a photograph I took in my sister’s garden. A particular favorite because it speaks to me of the beauty and strength to be found in individuality.

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2 Responses to In Conclusion

  1. This affirmation of what makes Elizabeth Crawford is absolutely beautiful. I can feel the honesty and sincerity. Congratulations. I am fortunate to have been able to share the month with you.


  2. My friend, what a magnificent write for the last day. I smiled so often in recognition – the keeping one’s own counsel among fools for example. Smiles. LOVE the love for critters in this poem (of course) and I grinned in delight at mention of the Wild Child. Smiled at the dancing with pen – I think if you put we two at the edge of a Beltane bonfire, things might get dangerous, we might be unable to control our urge to cavort about, hopefully not falling into the fire. Sigh. I loved this poem so much.


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