Mindful Writing Challenge – Curious Journey

Hello everyone;

I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two.
Day 1 prompt of "write an optimistic poem"

Not Dead Yet, Me

Is it really such a tragedy
that my sentences are raggedy
words tread together by similarity?
The conversation is still defiantly
expressions of me.

Is it really such a travesty
that I wander aimlessly?
When I can travel through time so easily
…our life history
…a life lived outrageously.

Is it really such a disparity
that I have forgotten the melody
of your name? Still there’s some clarity….
I know the feelings of family
and passions intensity.

Is it really such an indignity
that something once familiar is now a novelty.
Or that simple tasks escape me.
I still dance to life’s jamboree
and sing majestically.

Is it really such a finality
even as I become more absentee?
There is plenty of life in my legacy.
Don’t bother writing my eulogy,
when there’s still time to create a memory.

©2024 Delaina Miller

Curious Journey

I’m quite please with how this poem turned out.

I do stray from proper grammar with this one. The only capitalization is in the first line and punctuation is almost nonexistent. I did this on purpose. I wanted the poem to have a stream of conscious feel so that the flow of thought becomes the subject of the journey.

I hope that you can read the poem and travel the journey of thought with me while enjoying the images along the way.

Thanks for reading,
Delaina

Curious Journey

‘You are Here’
the star says
but where is here

what does it mean – to be
here
anywhere
what is the difference
of me
between there
and here

would the sun be warmer
if my place was there
would the moon be brighter
if I was elsewhere
is my vision so blind
from here

can’t I see beyond
the dot of me

to landscapes of hearts unknown
and hold the faith of flowers and bees
though I stand deep in white winter snow
or dream of brilliant things like peace
among the chaos
that shakes my knees

From this place I cannot see
the ocean’s everlasting pace
still, I know its buoyant embrace.