Something about the very word “beloved” causes a frisson in us. Out of the people that matter to you, who matters the most? Whom do you love, or whom have you loved more than anyone else? What does the word “beloved” summon up in your imagination? What songs, poems, stories, movies spring to mind? Who is your beloved?
I can’t look at this assignment without thinking of the Bible passage from Song of Solomon 6 and Song of Solomon 5:16. “I am my beloved and he is mine…”…”This is my lover, this is my friend.” I am no-where near as eloquent as David, and I realize that there is no way to verbally capture the intense love I feel for the one I was fortunate enough to marry. He balances me. I am strong and would be fine on my own, but he takes me to a better, higher, stronger, more passionate plane. For which I am thankful.
It’s written as a 14 lines poem with the first eight-line octave in abba, abba format showing a situation, followed by a six-line cde, cde resolution:
It has been twenty-four years On this roller coaster we call life Happiness, sadness, triumphs and fears Since that day I became your wife. Balance and love are the keys Taking turns being strong, showing love Bolstering up the one who’s in need Showing grace. You. My beloved.
An etching on my soul You make me whole And will ’til the end of my days You’re the yin to my yang The whole shebang I adore you now and always.
Today I did a Cinquain poem. As I was looking for a type of poem-style to write, I came across this style. There are different ways to write a Cinquain. I saw a 2-4-6-8-2 style and different 1,2,3,4,1 – word styles. I went for the latter. That was further refined in this example by stating word, two adjectives, three verbs, a descriptive sentence then a final word relating to the first:
Unleash, unfetter, deliver
Ready to take flight
Unimportant as it may seem, a split second can change our lives in ways we can never imagine. So today, write about the basic unit of time, seconds. Reflect on those few seconds when a loved one was in a life-and-death situation. …
So the assignment today was pretty tough for me. I knew immediately which second to write about. A second from my existence that rocked my world on impact and will continue skewing my reality forever. But writing about it wasn’t easy. And my poetry is particularly weak on it. I think in time I can make it strong, but I don’t have the time or mental capacity to deal with it more today. So consider it a draft. I want to get a better flow and rhythm in the future, but would rather post the draft then ignore the assignment.
Twenty years and two days ago my world changed forever
Thanks to a decision
Made in a second.
You were failing. You didn’t kick,
And there were moments left
In the stress test.
I told the nurse to turn me. That always made you move.
You kicked. I grinned. We passed!
Micro-seconds to spare.
I didn’t realize that my split-second choice
Was the harbinger of
Since you passed the test they wouldn’t induce
Though it was a week past your due time.
Rest in peace, beloved son of mine.
How I wish I could turn back time.
Not my fault. I know. Still, I’ll always regret
The decision that I made in the final
Second of that test.
This post is part of the Poetry 101 course from the WordPress Blogging University.
Many of you know I spent years working as a professional writer, but did you know about my connection with poetry? Yeah, I don’t know about the connection, either. And that’s why I’m taking the Poetry 101 class with Blogging University.
If I can keep up with assignments, I’ll be writing a poem each weekday based on a topic/style assigned. Feel free to laugh at me, give me pointers, encourage me, whatever. It’s a learning experience and at the very least I should make everyone else feel great about their poetry 🙂
Assignment 1 was:
Write a poem involving magic, whatever your take on the magical might be.