The Living Poetry prompt – rudiment
I am a steady builder
with a simple mind
So I think
if I take hold of the rudiment of love
I will just build on it note by note
until a love song is created
and sung in harmony
for the rest of our humble life
Halfway through
I realise I am confronted with a pattern
that will not flow in one accord
instead
it is like a stream from the mountain top
descending with the landslide
I believe it will make it on its own
landing somewhere destined by Mother Earth
In the end
I will bawl my eyes out
while
wholeheartedly celebrating
a masterpiece which we are meant to create together
but now
only you in the centre stage
surrounded by applause
without the sight of me
Goodness! This is beautiful π
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Wow, that second stanza! But three and four, too. And the first one really builds the foundation for them. This is fantastic! Way to go!
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Thanks Ben. I wrote it and cried over it. Not sure how would i was touched by what I wrote. I thought I stepped right out when writing it. I am not sure I even made any sense.
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It made sense. That’s some experience. I hope you’re all right!
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Yes I am. Thanks for checking in π
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You’re welcome π Good to hear!
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Great use of the prompt. Love the metaphor!
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Thank you! π
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Life and relationships can be as chaotic as a mountain stream. Loved it! β€οΈ
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Yap yep
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