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| Photo taken at the Renwick Gallery, Washington D.C. Exhibit: This Present Moment, Crafting a Better World |
May's challenge was to write a poem using the words string, thread, rope and/or chain. I struggled with this one. For starters, I couldn't make our monthly ZOOM session, and found out how much I need that push to get going. Frankly, a LOT of us missed this month's session---too much going on. And then I cast about for any excuse not to begin: Time was running short. I should work on my novel. No one else was going to make it either, right?
But...then Tanita said she was posting on Friday. I couldn't let her post alone. So... I just let the words take me where they took me. Today's post is by grace.
String, Thread, Rope, Chain
I think of elephants,
knotted trunk and tail
a string of calves and mothers,
no one lost
I think of bobbins,
wound tight with promise
of seams and hems and darts
no undone thread
I think of water,
shining in the shadowed well,
roped to light by gentle bucket,
no splintered days
I think of paper,
turned on small fingers,
looped, linked, chained to
no finite end
I think of all
that binds, yet earth
again is broken to hold
those we hold
no more
----Sara Lewis Holmes (all rights reserved)
My sister poets can be found here:
Liz
Andi
Laura
Poetry Friday is hosted today by Linda Mitchell at A Word Edgewise.
