I am late for Day 6 at NaPoWriMo but as they say better late than never. It’s also Day 6 at A to Z Blogging Challenge.
The prompt for Day 6 was a variation of an acrostic poem. But rather than spelling out a word with the first letters of each line, we were to write a poem that reproduced a phrase with the first words of each line. I chose We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Here is my attempt inspired by my life in the hills once upon a time, and a nagging desire to return to it. The image is also from one of our treks in the mountains. The formatting needs another look, but later to that.
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We’ll guard the memories of our love affair in a home
upon which gently falls the shade of an old tree and
Cross over to the hillside, where a young deodar
stretches endlessly and its overhanging branches
That we leapt upon in the dawn of our
companionship will still remember us as we
Bridge over and return from the thundering
highways of our wedded life
When we dreamt of the bright leaves of the
red tree flaming against the sky. Its petals
We will pick as they flutter like butterflies
in the April breeze and
Come home to the whistling thrush, gliding through
the rhodo leaves. In the mountains we’ll retreat
To a quiet corner where wedding bliss holds hands
not with laundry bills.
It will then be a love affair for all seasons.
This post is part of #BlogchatterA2Z
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To a quiet corner where wedding bliss holds hands
not with laundry bills.
These lines made me smile because we know it’s fantasy. Lovely poem 🙂
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I look upto you for such brilliant pieces that you weave! kudos, Sonia.
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Thank you. You are very kind. We all learn from each other.
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Amazing play on words. I like the part of ‘Shade of an old tree’ and how it gets there. 😀
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Thanks Prakash.
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Brilliant. Loved 👏
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Memories can be so poignant, right! The longing is so palpable.
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Yes!
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I adore that line of love not measured by laundry bills.. This prompt looks fun. Will try it out
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Thanks Namratha.
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This is genius Sonia. A real challenge but you make it seem so effortlessly beautiful!
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Thank you Radhika. I just try to have some fun.
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How well your words flow, Sonia! This poem brings joy to the heart and soul.
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Thank you so much for your kind words and for stopping by.
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You are so immensely talented Sonia.
Its just not the beauty of your thoughts but the skill with which you weave the words into a fine satin of poetry is simply amazing!
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Thanks Anagha. Humbled.
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There was an innocence to this poem that I loved. Also what a lovely format of writing a poem!
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Yes I loved the format too. Experimentation is always exciting
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That’s a challenging format to work with, but your poem is lovely and poignant.
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Thank you Deborah💐
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Amen to your ‘prayer–wish–poem’ Sonia. Amen to such beautiful plans for a blessed life.
Your deodar and rhodo-leaves put an ache of longing in this pahadi’s heart too.
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Awww Arti. I know that feeling.
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That’s an interesting form of poetry and loved the way you have written this. Your use of words and phrases instantly take the readers to a different zone and it’s beautiful.
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So glad you enjoyed Rashi.
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I like the imagery and the poignancy of this poem very much.
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Thank you Liz💐
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You’re welcome, Sonia.
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Gorgeous poetry. Loved it.
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Thank you
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Beautiful poem!
I loved this part: “young deodar
stretches endlessly and its overhanging branches
That we leapt upon in the dawn of our
companionship will still remember us…”
Thank you for sharing!
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Thanks Michelle for stopping by!
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I loved how your poem ebbed and flowed. Like you said it there are some formatting issues, but I don’t think it detracts from the beauty of its words!
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Thank you Harshita.
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Wonderful composition, Sonia! And it’s a very interesting format.
Many years ago I had tried this format (on my blog), it was fun. A bit challenging though.
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I’m doing a lot of this only the second time round. The first time it was for another work shop. Thank you.
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Such delicate memories of the journey of love… Loved it.
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Ah, yes! Thank you.
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Beautifully penned..and u teach how to write poems too! It’s not easy to write…the lines give a visionary of ur life in hills…and who doesn’t wanna go back?
Good day
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Yes, almost everyone. The ache to be back in time.
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