And now for our final (still optional!) prompt. Today’s prompt is based on a prompt written by Jacqueline Saphra, and featured in this group of prompts published back in 2015 by The Poetry Society of the U.K. This prompt challenges you to write a poem in the form of a series of directions describing how a person should get to a particular place. It could be a real place, like your local park, or an imaginary or unreal place, like “the bottom of your heart,” or “where missing socks go.” Fill your poem with sensory details, and make them as wild or intimate as you like.
My poem for today is The way to my heart.
There is a straight path lined with trust bearing trees It has no bumps but it is extremely long Be prepared to drive or even walk along The scent of calming chamomile blows in the breeze At sixth mile, you'll reach a crossroad The left is narrow, for those constrained of heart The right, is the one you must chart It allows for two-way traffic and shedding of load It has yellow street-lights that brighten with introspection, and are powered by communication. It's well-lit even on the darkest of nights At the end of that road, is a jungle, deep and dense You must cross it if you wish to reach Just practice all that you preach There's no need to be tense Beware the shrubs of hypocrisy and creepers of lies, Watch out for the carpet of envy and the betrayal ground Don't tread over the gossip lying around And whatever you do, don't wear a guise Once you go past it, you'll come to a clearing Where the air is light with acceptance Friendship like daffodils stand in attendance and the birdsong is a medley of laughter and cheering In the corner of that meadow of lavender Is a safe place- where you can put up your feet without fear and at the fireplace take a seat knowing with not an ounce of doubt that you matter That safe place is my heart If you want to reach it, you know where to start. Copyright2021.SmithaVishwanathsblog.com. All Rights Reserved. P.S. The poem is written after a close scrutiny of the directions and understanding of the hazardous conditions on the way. It opened up a sea of knowledge in understanding why so many people never end up reaching. Like someone rightly said, 'No friendship is an accident.' It takes time, effort and will to make it happen.
With this poem, NaPoWriMo 2021 is a wrap. I hope all you readers enjoyed reading the poems here as much as I enjoyed writing them. Thank you again to those who joined me on this journey, for this journey. Bye until next year.
For those who choose to stay, I will be posting poems in the month of May- the ones I wrote in April as per prompts provided by another group. So effectively, I was writing two poems every day. If you think I’m crazy, it’s alright for I’ve had the same thought several times during the month. Be ready then for another month of poems 🙂
Stay safe. Stay blessed.