My journey: 1st Blogoversary

I never knew what I was capable of,

until I began writing.

there are journeys we make  

alone, into white space, we take

     no destination, just the sun for muse

     for with each step, our eyes awake

there are open skies we seek

wide and deep waters beyond the creek

     searching for our voice and words

     learns the tongue, coarse with leeks

there are roads we rip and weep

alas, its not ours to keep

     no matter how tight we cling, we slip

     through rocky mountains, so steep


there are doors we keep closed
like books on shelf with a pressed rose
     wild ideas, lover's touch, car trips, 
     we forget while eating our toast 

there are roads we empty of words

stretching far, they strike our chords

     cleaving breasts, awakening muse

     learns to wield pen like a sword

 

there are journeys we make  
with each step, our eyes awake

 

Author's Note:   After one year of blogging, I still don't know where I am heading to except trying out new forms and blogging stuff that interest and challenge me.  It has been a wonderful year and I am grateful to all of you who have supported and visited me with kindness and smiles.     

Shared with Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - OpenLinkNight - Monday
and D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Tuesday


Poetry form:   Rubiayat Quatrain- Persian verse composed of four lines in a stanza, with the rhyme scheme AABA.   I added the last two lines :-)   This is my second rubiayat quatrain - my first one is here - thanks to Samuel Peralta.   


picture credit:  here