The Weekly Prompt 1.6.25
The dream of winter
Below is a seven-line prompt. These prompts help guide you through the creation of a poem. You can fill in the blanks with your lines or draw inspiration from the framework laid out for you.
This week's prompt is created to help you connect with the creativity of winter.
The Title: “Creating a ________”
Line 1: “Under the ground ________”
Line 2: “A dream _______”
Line 3: “Silent _________”
Line 4: “The crucible of _______”
Line 5: “Changing ________”
Line 6: “There is _______”
Line 7: “Winter __________”
I wanted to share mine this week…
Creating a Dream, I First Must Sleep
Under the ground, a dream is stirring,
silent now, but in the crucible of the season
will one day sing. I whisper to the earth,
“I am changing all the time. Are you too?”
There is a snowflake I catch in my outstretched
hand. Winter reminds me that dreams
are first created in the cold.
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Creating Anew, Again
Begging my inner spirit to create a portable, mutable ritual to renew connection to what’s growing under the ground, no matter where I stand.
A dream of more fluid shapeshifting.
One where there are no snags catching me back into silent solitary grief.
Instead, let the shocks of outside influences become a light and loamy compost to nourish me through a crucible of constant changing.
There is (there must be) a new way.
O Winter, teach me. Teach me to create anew, again.
Creating a Space for Crows
Under the ground, the oak roots grasp the frozen soil
A dream creeps silent, into the liminal space before sunrise
Silent shapes begin to take form in the branches
The crucible of change rests in its oaken cradle
Changing light allows the shapes to take form.
There is a crow here ! there! and all four take shape in the dawn
Winter snow is a cradle for their crackers and seeds