Many doors,
many handles
How would you like
to enter this poem?
Shall you tiptoe
into the darkness
or skip flittingly
into streaming sunshine?
Which bird would you like
to be?
To lift yourself
over the wooden sill
out through the window
into the world?
I haven't been feeling terribly creative lately. So, I've been mining my journals for things I've written and haven't done anything with in the past. This poem is something I wrote in 2006 in response to a lecture given by Jim Clark on the ghazal. I also have a note, "I am so very excited. I got to hear a young girl read one of my poems to her mother and giggle. It was wonderful to hear her laughter....One should celebrate laughter and this is a wonderful first."
Your poetry prompt for today is to write a poem about a "first" for you. Enjoy your writing.
Thank you for reading my poems.
Joy,
ReplyDeleteI'm participating in PiBoIdMo with Tara Lazar this month. I just jotted down a picture book idea with the word "giggle" and then read your post and notes. How cool is that?
The world needs more laughter.
ReplyDeleteToo many hold it in.
They close their lips into a smile,
or only nod and grin.