Day 56 of 365 days of blogging. I definitely have not written 56 blog posts this year, but I have written far more than I did last year, and we’re only in February. Though I don’t spend much time on Twitter (X) much anymore, I still scroll through my feed on occasion and come across poetry prompts that speak to me. This one came from an account called @FromOneLine where they give you the first line of a poem, and you create the rest of the piece using that line as your first line. I had so many idea of where to go with this poem, so it took me over a week to finish it up. Here is the final piece.
She hid all the pencils
So no one could erase
The parts of her that hurt
To silence her complaints
She hid all the pencils
So no one could redraw
The unappealing curves
For straight and narrow lines
She hid all the pencils
So no one could rewrite
The moments of her life
That make them appear harsh
She hid all the pencils
So she could brainstorm worlds
The story she wants told
Expressing her own words
She hid all the pencils
So she could now protect
The narrative plot points
That led her straight to you
She found all the pencils
So she could imagine
The infinite moments
Of pleasure in your arms
She shared all the pencils
So you can help create
The future together
That obscures all past pains
Well done!
Thank you!
Love this!
Thank you!