Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Wednesday Write-Off: No Anger, But A Dance

Write-Off Prompt for Wednesday, February 3, 2010:
There have been
whisperings in my ear,
so far unintelligible except
Wednesday Write-Off
wants to morph, transform.
While I await further direction,
I leave you no writing prompt
beyond this:


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Last Week's Prompt:
Write a [minimum] 10-line poem
about the last time
made you angry.
Rhyming not required.
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The thing of it is,
I haven't been ANGRY
in a very long time.
Annoyed, yes.
Irritated, irked,
often frustrated.
But "angry" - not.
& I decided anger
was not a place I wanted
to revisit
during a really good week.

I have no anger poem.

I offer a collage entitled
A Visual Prayer
the poem it
last night.

I have been wanting
you and me
dancing "us" again,
braving the storm-strewn path
we so recently cut
down our center.
I have been wanting
you and me
twirling around the
rubble of distance,
turning atop the
compost of raw reveal,
two-stepping amid
the craters & thrown limbs of
calling this done.
I have been wanting
you and me
to feel our feet --
able --
tangoing among the debris
of our division,
discovering in the process
the steps to a new dance,
more fluid with
the pulse of difficulty - faced,
more fluent accompanied by
lessons taken & learned,
a free solo of change,
as we wind our way
to "us",

still dancing.

l. antonia brown
isle of sky words
[for Double BB]

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