Whoot, making progress, doing all the things, I am so very excited to see what I come up with this hour and what you folks do too! My prompt this time around is “Where do the stars go?” and it is from a pre-made prompt list I crafted to share with my audience. I hope that if you’re finding this and inspired by the idea you will also know with full confidence to take it and run.
Now, on to the poem, shall we???
Poem 4:
There is a certain sort of
innocent wonder that comes
with questions like, “where
do the stars go?” and “How
does the rain know to fall?”
It is in these moments that
our inner child, or the children
around us so often, are allowed
to explore the endless number of
possibilities that make myths and
legands and day to day living just
so accessible. So beautiful. And
today, as we gather around the idea
of poetry and love and creativity flowing
ever so freely, I ask you what is it that
the children these days really need?
-M. Rene’
Sincerelybluejay Poetry
Poem 4.5 (because I had two different directions I wanted to go with this prompt and well, I have time!) :
I have, personally, always wondered
where do the stars go during the day
when we cannot see them, spot them,
name them from beyond the clouds and
the ever-brilliant glowing skies. It is not
that I don’t understand science, earth’s
rotation, or any of the fancy terms we use
to explain such things – and so much more;
but rather, I have come to discover that
constant questioning, dreaming of the
many possibilities, and experiencing
each and every moment as it truly is
allows for the artistry to flow through
me so much more authentically. Thus,
I am able to explore all the light that
truly does exist within me, after all,
we are all made of the same stuff
as those glorious stars we all talk
so very much about in poetry.
-M. Rene’