POEM STARTER
Awakening
Write a poem about an awakening - it could be literal or metaphorical.
Loving love
I wake.
I walk.
I wander.
Across this vast, empty world.
I don’t feel much, aside from a growing feeling inside.
What does it mean?
I don’t know, but it won’t subside.
It makes me blue, it makes me red, it makes me green.
I’m screaming, I’m crying because of it.
Yet, I am also breathing and laughing and smiling
So I realise, bit by bit
Something is happening…
For what can bring both joy and pain,
both depression and elation.
The answer is really quite simple:
Love. The loss and the gain of it sets in motion the greatest feelings ever known, whether dragging us to the depths below or the lifting us to the sky above.
I love love. And that is all.