I am throwing myself entirely into the writing prompt process after having read the pros and cons of using prompts from various websites online. I think I’ll try this for a bit and see how things go before I decide it’s a waste of time. It’s always best to give something a good go before writing something off entirely, right? (excuse the pun).
When writing poetry, I’ve always found it easier to do when I’m writing about sadness, loss, grief, pain, heartache or love. I don’t know why this is, all I know is that most of my poetry is formed from both real and fictional experiences. Nobody can know which is which of course, because it’s so much more mysterious that way!
I also write my poetry from a free and unhindered place, which means it’s not formal or in any particular style. My poetry comes straight from within, not necessarily from my heart alone, but the process works for me best when I can feel the words forming. I also do not write a lot of poetry. I haven’t written in years, in fact. This is the first time I’ve actually wanted to write a poem in such a long time. I know that this is partially because I feel safe about writing here. I feel inspired by my readers and feel more confident to write freely.
I tried to focus on the following words in the song to write the poem below. I have very little knowledge of whether my words and the song lyrics connect. I simply used the song’s momentum and let my imagination do the rest.
If I say I see heaven in your eyes, will this lead to regret? Will you make me feel small?
Will you even be there, to catch me when I fall?
As wounds slowly become scars, this is how we live. When love ceases to exist, when there is nothing left to give
But I will still be here, I will never turn away. I’ll hold out my hand to you, through the storm, through the heartache, through the pain…
If I say I still see heaven, even as you walk away. Will you even remember me, or will you curse my name?
How I wish I were the one, strong enough to turn away. Now I am lost in the storm, crippled by the heartache, broken by the pain.
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
From the poem “Do not stand at my grave and weep” by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Let me greet you
As the sun does the sky
Let me sate
Until all you feel
Let yourself feast upon
Until you are beaming
Until those cold, dark, places
you once lived in
Seem so far away
They are now as unfamiliar
As the desert is to rain
Let us dance
under the light of the moon
Until the stars stop shining
For it is until then and only then
My heart will cease to see
That when I am with you
I am closer to myself
than I could ever be
© Darksider Confessions