I'd do that
but I've got poems
to write and
two small dogs
needing a walk by the time
laundry is folded
and meals made.
Excuse me, will you?
What calls me
I don't want
more than sleep to dream it all
works out in the end.
© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas
I'm participating in the #Trust30 challenge, an online writing/reflection initiative for which a prompt is posted daily. All of the prompts to date are here.
This poem is my response to the 18th prompt from Michael Rad, co-founder of Holstee:
Abide in the simple and noble regions of thy life, obey thy heart. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Write down your top three dreams. Now write down what's holding you back from them.
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Most of the prompts have taken as their focus the future or overcoming obstacles to living one's dream(s). I keep pulling myself back and into the present, where I can find inspiration enough.
All of my responses to prompts have been in the form of poems. This poem is written in Shadorma form, which requires six lines following a 3-5-3-3-7-5 syllabic pattern and may comprise more than one stanza.
Poems for prompts 16 and 17 are:
My poem for prompt 15, "Truth Be Told", and a list of my responses to prompts 1-14 are here.