Prompt for Day 17
Fire, earth, water, wind. They touch our lives every day. Choose one, then take a point of view that is not so much your usual. Observe what interaction you’ve known, or not known, with this element.
I AM
Virgo, I am of the earth,
blade of grass, bit of mud,
fruitful garden,
separate from sky and sea.
Pragmatic in all things
feet firmly planted on the ground,
I divide the good from the bad,
valuable wheat from worthless chaff.
Hardworking, I am the rich black soil
from ancient civilizations.
Vulnerable, I am
the mouldering grave of man.
Independent and strong,
determined to succeed
in my goals,
I am solid, raw, eternal.
8 comments:
the poem feels
firm and earthy
love how you become the earth.
Marianne,
I can smell the earth, rich and dark.
Nicely done.
Pamela
I love the poem. Also love your Wallace Stevens quote.
Beautifully personified. Brings in the senses nicely with rich black soil
This piece personalizes the element nicely. I wish I'd written it.
Marianne--Really well done. Very beautiful and expressive; "valuable wheat from worthless chaff" and "black soil from ancient civilizations"--wonderful!
Nice, Marianne. I really enjoyed this poem. "I am the rick black soil from ancient civilizations"...Wow!...Great stuff!
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