The Prompt:
What’s the thing you most want to achieve next year? How do you imagine you’ll feel when you get it? Free? Happy? Complete? Blissful? Write that feeling down. Then, brainstorm 10 things you can do, or 10 new thoughts you can think, in order to experience that feeling today. (Author: Tara Sophia Mohr)
An Open Letter to the Old Man:
We’ve had a rough year, you and I. A rough three years if we’re going to be honest with one another–which is what I’ve promised you and am falling all over myself trying to deliver. Words have been spoken and deeds done, hurts inflicted, pain endured; here we find ourselves miles from the alter and stone sober from the sting of life. Your name is written all over everything I want to achieve this year. So, for you, some bad poetry:
Let
If the lights are out and apocalypse strikes, let us be standing side by side.
If I’m splattered in blood and missing a shoe, let it be your hand I’m holding.
When the wolves have come and gone and collected their pound of flesh, let it be your breath on my face that revives me.
When the din of the laughers and pointers screams about my ears, let it be your voice I hear above all others.
Let us be together, against the world, smiling as it lays us low. Let me have that man
who jumped in the puddle,
who bustled my dress,
who defended my honor,
who dared to say yes.
Let us walk ahead, blindly, and with hope, our faces inclined to the middle. Let me be that girl
who needs a man,
who points at rainbows,
who bites your lips,
who insists you’ll love that show.
In truth, in dreams, in memories,
let you and me be we.
Let we mean us.
Let us BE.
You and I must have a VERY different definition of bad poetry. That was beautiful.
I loved this. Absolutely loved it. I hope 2011 brings more of your poetic waxing.
Holy shit. That was amazing. AMAZING.
Beautiful!
@Stereo: After enjoying your words as much as I do, I am deeply grateful for your compliment. Thank you.
@Jill: We’ll see. The mood doesn’t often strike. Thank you very much.
@Shannon: Wow, thank you so much. Truly.
@Alisha: DO NOT expect me to bust out with spontaneous poetry over wine. (And thank you!)
Simple and beautiful.
what kelly said: simple and beautiful. if this is bad poetry, may i never read another good poem.
Holy Fudd! If this is bad, then my poetry stinks.
Wow.
Absolutely beautiful. Wow.
What Mark said. Your words are beautiful and exquisitely crafted.
Thanks so much for writing and sharing this. In doing so you led me to the one place I’ve not been able to go during this month of reflection, not even privately. I’ve been losing steam the past few days with R10, but I’m so glad I checked in here tonight. Thanks again.
Dude. Good stuff. And I hear ya – it can be soooo hard sometimes.
@Kelly and WhollyJeanne and Mark and Liz and Ourladybeth and Bob D. and Amanda:
I am astounded by and grateful for your compliments. To receive praise from such company as yours really means a lot. Thank you.
This cuts in so many ways. So sharp and clean. I reckon the path ahead won’t be so clear cut, but the visualization of it will help. Lovely, lovely.
Exceptional. Once again, you find a way of expressing what others feel and can’t quite get hold of. Thank you!
This gave me goosebumps. I wish you both the best.
So freaking bad, that I’m all teary.
lady, this poem could be used as wedding vows. it was absolutely beautiful. i wish you all the best in 2011.
Gorgeous. Just gorgeous.
Thank you.