Thoughts Over Time
A light rain was falling in the desert.
Snoring from the other room
became a backdrop for her midnight story
as she tapped on the keyboard at the FB Sunday night gathering of kindred spirits.
Dormant color stirred and rolled
like a painting or a lithograph.
Cleansing my muddy rut,
I gazed out the window as tiny drops of rain danced down on the glass,
memories fill my mind, as I trace thoughts over time.
The mist of life to quench my heart.
A collective effort by six women in random order: MJ Gillot, April Joy Garrett, Ginger Bliss, Vicki Soto, Vicki Butler-Hagan, Sue Rowland-Facebook friends.
Journal prompt: Find some friends and write a group poem. Work quickly, don’t labor over the lines.Then read your poem aloud, each person taking a line and speaking it. Do you find the exercise to be uplifting? Do you feel the need to be attached or identified by what you have written?
Side note: this was an impromptu fun thing we did on the spur of the moment. The lines in the poem do not correspond with the list of participant names at the end of the blog. This does not follow a formal structured group with a “formal” leader as in a trained journal or poetry therapy group. Imagine a group of friends breaking into song at a café and you have the setting for the poem.