Writing 201: Trust
Day 3 is here — and so are questions of trust, acrostics, and internal rhymes.
Today’s word is trust: write a poem in which you address, reflect on, or tell a story about the feeling of trusting or being trusted by another (person, animal, object, potted plant…). Or about distrusting them (or not being trusted yourself).
Poem about Trust
Trust Me
Beautiful child with large brown eyes
smiles back from adoption files.
In love with her already
from halfway round the world,
will she join our family?
Trust me…
She must be advertised for adoption?
In Bangalore, India for a month first?
But she’s a child, not a thing
to go to the highest bidder!
And we’re already in love with her.
Trust me…
On knees, in bed, in church pews,
in cars, in restaurants, I pray,
not “Do what’s best for her, God,”
but a selfish prayer —
“Please let her fill our vacantness.”
Trust me…
Week one: “Please, God, WE need her.”
Week two: “Please, God, I need her.”
Week three: “Please, God, she needs US.”
Week four: “We do not know what’s right for her,
but Father, she needs YOU.”
Trust me…
Call comes saying it is done.
She is not wanted there.
She’s coming April 20th
“But God, I’m not sure I know
HOW to be a mother to a little girl.”
Trust me…again…
Acrostic
In my mind’s eye I see it
Meaning swells within my heart
A fire within my soul appears
Glowing where it starts
I see the path unfolding
Never knowing where it leads
Alive, it seems to beckon
To follow scattered seeds
Inside this world I ponder
On what I seek to know
Needing only pen and paper
Something unforeseen may grow
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Wow! You really did justice to these poems.
The first is so touching and the date ’20 April’ is very significant to me too.
And imagination is so imaginative… hehehe
Thumbs up.
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Thanks so much. So what’s up with April 20?
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Something special *fingers crossed*
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‘Trust me’ is so close to the heart.
Imagination just swept me off. You are simply amazing.
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Yeah… Like you would have THOUGHT amazing if you could have seen me the 12 hours I was trying to come up with something. LOL! 🙂 You got yours so quickly!
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You produced something of great worth so the 12hours were worth it😊.
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All this amazingness. The first one i felt in my heart very beautiful. Oh the wonders you worked with imaginations, i couldn’t have said it better
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That’s high praise coming from you. Your work is some of my favorite on here. Between you and Groovy I wish I could write in your style. Maybe someday.
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You are already there my friend. Just let your heart dictate your pen and you will never lose. Its our differences that makes the writing so special. I am humbled by those who find my work worthy enough to read and enjoy
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I love this. It’s full of hope.
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Thanks, GF. You really should put your poems all up. You didn’t, did you because I haven’t gotten any new notifications.
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I have about half of them now. Did it this morning. But I had to go to Facebook and delete them there. I have my blog here connected to my Facebook page. Some of those are NOT what my grand kids need to read.
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Well it probably is TMI for them! LOL
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I did my character for the day. – Gollum
Trust – She came to me in a dream. This time she did not shame or taunt. She was desirable in her dress and form but not wanton. She was familiar and accepting and encouraging. She kissed me with heat on my mouth and asked me to trust Her. The next day everything fell apart. (Then I started a blog 🙂 )
Ghost of my darkness unknown
Onto others projected my own brokenness
Like shinning Lancelot I carried the seeds of destruction within me
Love’s true grace embraces the light and the dark
Urgent his desire to conquer evil’s of the world
Most important he forgot, the darkness within him
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Geez, P. That first one is very sad. Makes you not want to get your hopes up about anything. That’s very revealing and hauntingly beautiful…
I LOVE the one about Lancelot. I can see that in you. Neither of you realizing where your path would take you. It’s been years since I read Le Morte D’Arthur.
I’m so glad you did these. Nice change of pace, eh?
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The dream really happened.
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That makes it all the more poignant. Crushing. Just from my perspective.
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I took it as comfort and confirmation for my Soul. Rather than continue being smart and clever I should trust the difficult process ahead.
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really enjoyed this…
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Thanks so much. I am really struggling to keep up with this stuff. Are you doing the poetry class?
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yes
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The trust one is beautiful and the acrostic told your story / your desire in an elegant way
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Thanks, groovy dude.
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Cool how your soul fills in the blanks
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Is that what you found out when you did them? Didn’t help me out none!
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Well the result was good
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Love your group of poems on trust. Beautiful.
And your acrostic, “Imagination” builds from line to line, leading to the needing only pen and paper. An author’s (or poet’s) thinking!
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Thank you for reading them. That acrostic is about the hardest thing I’ve ever done! Took me hours just to think of a word that had enough emotion behind it to like it.
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Sometimes it is harder than others times. You did a good job.
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