dVERSE POETS PUB - MEETING THE BAR: CRITIQUE AND CRAFT - PROSE TO POETRY.

Claudia, at the dVerse Poets Pub has asked us to stretch ourselves a bit by offering a prose to poetry challenge.

 FINDING ME.

Dream

Dream

Dream

Was all I did.

Harboured them,

Nourished them,

I walked with them,

Played with them,

Lived and experienced them,

…All in my mind.

Holding back from

Walking the walk,

Talking the talk,

Fearing for the sake of fear.

Until they threatened

To erupt, cripple

And frustrate me.

I let ‘one’ out,

Tentatively, tenderly,

Gingerly, I felt it.

Oh! What a feeling it was!

I let them all out

One by one,

They embraced me,

Filled me with purpose,

Gave a new persona, an

Identity unknown.

I had live them before

I was living them now

Mirroring a ‘renewed’ me.

“As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path we must think over and over the kind of thought we wish to dominate our lives.” –

HENRY DAVID THOREAU.

Re-written in poetic form by me –

As a single footstep will not

Make a path on the earth,

So a single thought will not

Make a pathway in the mind.

To make a deep physical path,

We walk again and again,

To make a deep mental path

We must think over and over

The kind of thoughts

We wish to dominate our lives.