I’d walk a mile for a (smiling) camel. 🙂
Manisses Animal Farm. Block Island, RI. 2012.
The poetry prompt for the final day of Writing 201 is “the future.”
The form is the “Sonnet.”
The device is “chiasmus.”
(Click on the link above for the full assignment explanation.)
Past Halfway Through
Looking at my life, now past halfway through,
will the future take me, or will I take the future?
At a younger age, more naive, I thought I knew.
Older now, but not yet old, I find myself unsure.
Is it better to clutch aspirations and dreams,
or hold a plan in hand, undeterred, yet gently.
Cradled, nurtured, unfolding. How recently, it seems,
have I begun to fly with expanded wings intently.
A “mature” woman in the land of the free and the home address
of youth, I concede uncertainty seems most certainly certain.
Defined by family, cast as best supporting actress,
I gather my own self and proceed toward the final curtain.
My action resolute, a sense of independence growing,
yet, I accept the unknown as life’s living showing.
Copyright © 2015 Terry Boswell
These past two weeks, participating in the WordPress Writing 201: Poetry workshop have been a lot of fun, but challenging as well. The event nudged me out of my comfort zone and required considerable effort. I wrote and rewrote into the wee hours more than a few times to wrestle with the daily prompt, form, and device.
I have never considered myself a writer, but after this workshop I feel I can consider writing, writing more frequently, and perhaps with more ease.