“It's funny. No matter how hard you try, you can't close your heart forever. And the minute you open it up, you never know what's going to come in. But when it does, you just have to go for it! Because if you don't, there's not point in being here.”
― Kirstie Alley
OctPoWriMo begins today! We are partying on Facebook and probably in small to medium parties all over the world (my hope anyway).
The prompt is, How Did I Get Here.
poetry
the blood begins to pulse
pulse into a fever of dancing droplets
droplets of desire causing visions
visions of sunset beaches and twilight kisses
kisses that you dream will explode into your belly
belly blazing like an eternal fire
fire flickering and shooting up into the sky
sky swirling and roiling with darkened clouds
clouds magically changing shapes and colors
colors dividing and flying apart into pieces
pieces of your soul flicker into eternity
eternity of words moving and twisting the pages
pages fluttering with tattered edges
edges rounded and sharp bringing you back
back to the words you began with
poetry
Beautiful.Feels great to be back.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sunita! I love seeing familiar and new faces every year.
DeleteI like the pattern of this poem. I'll have to try it sometime!
ReplyDeleteAnd you described the way creating poetry feels in vivid details!
I'm glad you could feel the poem. This pattern helps take your words to a deeper level, I look forward to reading what you create with it.
DeleteI tried to post using word press name but it didn't come through. 2nd try. I like the immediacy of your vision and the trailing wordplay!
ReplyDeleteUgh! Having problems trying to post comments. I'll try with this account although I'd prefer to use my Wordpress account.
ReplyDeleteI love your pacing. It brings the words to life. Thanks for doing this again. I'm looking forward to participating again this year!
What a great launch this year, Morgan! Thank you for having the vision to bring so many poets together in this yearly challenge. And, as always, I love your work! The circular nature of this form is perfect for this prompt.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Amy, I couldn't do it without your help and the help of the other volunteers. It is a labor of love.
DeleteWonderful, I love the return to the beginning, like an ourobouros swallowing its tail, so that your poetry is infinite :)
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