I wrote this a while back, part of a group of poetic friends of mine. We were playing the "What/Who am I?" game. Here's my entry;
I am from the boundary where heaven meets the earth
from where the divine meets the sublime.
I am from the eagle’s house, the flaming bough
I come through it all whole.
Through chaos and insanity I have walked, ran and crawled
Life’s experiences to drown me have sought
Perhaps I have no recieved all that I ought,
But I bear it, I must…who else can bear it for me?
I’ve seen new life come, I’ve seen it go too,
marriage and love have come and then flew.
Joy and sadness together I’ve known
I’ve found my roosting places and also I’ve flown
In the dark of the night.
Into ashes I fall when the day draws to close
But from those same ashes, always I’ve rose.
I am the phoenix in flames.
So here are the rules and here is the challenge;
Write a peom in the stlye of your choice but it needs to tell a story which is somehow personal to you or involves parts of your life.
It must end with the reveal, hints can be made throughout.
The traits of the subject must be demonstrated throughout and alluded to in the situations.
It must be spontaneously written in one sitting without too much planning, like a poetry or writing circle. Your first entry is your ONLY entry!
More it's a bit of fun. let's get writing poets or even those who don;t think they're all that poetic. let's write and have some fun and get that spontaneous creativity vibe! I throw down the gauntlet to you all, or at least those of ya who got the proverbials!
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