NaPoWriMo Day 19: This is in response to a prompt posted on Twitter by @WrittenRiver. The prompt was “she had wings.”
Urgent Help Wanted: Guardian Angel.
Experience warding off
natural & financial disaster.
Good singing voice.
Apply in person.
It’s the last day of NaPoWriMo, and we are challenged to examine the way that we begin and end our poems. One way we can do this is to take a poem we have previously written, turn it upside down (with the last line becoming the first), and edit it so that it makes sense.
I chose to do this with the poem I wrote for Day 1 of NaPoWriMo. The original poem started in a place of darkness and proceeded to a hoped-for state of light. Of course, reversing the order gave a different feel. With only a few words changed, the poem now ends by advising the reader not to be afraid of the dark (i.e., pain and suffering). I hope I can follow that advice myself!
I think the poem still retains the essence of hope and healing. If I have learned anything, it is that without hope, we cannot move forward.
as you stand before the gate
she brushes off the snow and makes you beautiful
she carried you in a blithe but urgent rush
to your yearned-for destination
you ascend on angel’s wings
when light has failed you
so welcome the dark
I am still yearning for a guardian angel (hence my Twitter handle, @yearningangel). But I fear that she is much like me — lacking the ease of mobility, balance and physical grace. Even with these challenges, I think she will try her best to reach me.
Peter fitted me with numinous wings,
glowing from shoulder to shin.
they weighed me down!
I fell back to earth again.
I landed softly as the dew,
but still my body’s weak.
I cannot fly to you now.
I hope that you can seek
me in your dreams.
I’ll come on mended wing.
the message may be jumbled.
Can you hear me sing?