Eternity Now

 

Eternity now, why would you wait,

when forever could start today?

You could sing with the angels,

drift away on a cloud,

grab a golden harp

and learn to play.

Lord, please show

me The

Way.

 

(A nonet consists of nine lines, with a syllable counts as follows: 9/8/7/6/5/4/3/2/1, so the poem appears to ‘disappear.’ This poem was inspired by selecting a random prompt, which was originally posted during Hour Three of the 2017 Poetry Marathon, asking you to select one of several provided images and use it as a starting point for your poem. I chose the image above which says “Eternity Now.”)