(This prose poem was written for Sunday Scribblings and Weekend Writer’s Retreat — since it’s poetry, I’ve posted it here instead of on Grace Notes, my short story blog.)
No dead lines:
Rather, dots in motion.
With limited sight,
lines look straight,
but over time,
they curve
around and
complete a circle.
On reaching the point
of origin,
a nascent dot
is born
from the motion
of the prior,
and traces
then enlarges
the underlying
spiral.
32 Comments
Great job. Never thought of it that way. (((Sunday hugs,)))
*grin!* Thanks, (((((((KS))))))). Went on a different tangent, that’s for sure.
This calls to mind older perceptions of time. The idea of time and life being linear is fairly new to Western thought. As recently as the Renaissance, everything was viewed as circular, hence the “wheel of fortune.”
Hi, Ann! Fascinating comment, and cool that the poem evoked older perceptions of time. This poem is something of a Rorschach blot (dot?
), that’s for sure!
Very evocative. To me it speaks of change.
Thanks for being part of this Weekend Writer’s Retreat.
Thank you, Grandma! Yes, I had change in mind. It’s fun to see different people’s interpretations.
Beautiful thought evocative use of the prompt.
Keep up the wonderful work
Cheers!!
Thanks so much, chatterbox!
loved this – it feels like it is going in a spiral as you read it
Thank you, Dee! Glad you enjoyed the spiral effect.
It speaks of life neverending, of life eternal. Not from some outside source, but by building on what has come before, and with implications for what is to follow.
An interesting take …
Yep, that’s my reality. Aparently fixed and always in an assumed abstract motion that is brought full circle. What a wonderful illustration.
Very nice take on the SS prompt. I like the circular symbolism. Very nice.
Hi, Julie! What a beautiful interpretation of the poem.
Thanks so much!
Thank you, Amie! Yes, it’s my reality, too.
Thanks, Denise! I’m so glad you enjoyed.
creating something new thru growing and uniting…..maybe a lesson the world needs to look at
Sounds indeed like the birth of a novel. Nicely done!
Thank you so much, Old Grizz! Yes, that’s a big part of the spirit of the poem.
I love that interpretation, Susan — the birth of a novel! Thank you, my friend.
you set my feelings on fire
beautiful!
Deadline – Decline
Thank you, Adesi! I’m so glad you enjoyed.
I love this–”no dead lines.” Wonderful!
Kate
Fascinating piece…
…rob
Image & Verse
Thanks so much, Kate and Rob! I’m so glad you liked it.
That vortex can swallow you whole…
Yes, Stan — it sure can!
Interesting take on the word deadline – who came up with that horrible word (fills one with dread) – everything is spherical, circular or wavy in one way or another.
Thank you, Gabrielle — a very astute comment! Glad you enjoyed the poem.
love the image you constructed here – well crafted poem!
peace,
JP/deb
Thank you so much, Jane!
Late to the party – but here none-the-less.
This is wonderful – I think of a spiral – moving upward, turning back, learning, growing, moving upward, turning back. When I taught I tried to fashion my lessons in just such a manner – always expanding, coming back to what we know, building on that knowledge, then moving forward yet again.
Hi, Janet! Thank you so much for your wonderful comment. You captured a core essence of what I had in mind when I wrote the poem.
A nacent spiral
unending
unbeginning
eternal
only time
unfolding
and light
ascending.
xoxoxo
(((((HUGS)))))
!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hiya, lovely Jannie! What a beautiful companion poem — I love “only time unfolding and light ascending.” Our poems are parallel and complementary, just like you and I are!
lots and lots of xoxoxoxoxo and <3 <3 <3