a princess
tears on her cheeks
comfort her
she dwells
resting
daughter of majesty
strength before the pursuer
Pantoum(s): (from free writing)
passive, cut-off, isolated
barred from connection
paper-bag mud-spattered tear-stained crown-has-fallen-down princess
risky freedom of being a daughter of the Most High
barred from connection
abiding grafted on grafted in
risky freedom of being a daughter of the Most High
pain in the cutting away and cutting in
abiding grafted on grafted in
paper-bag mud-spattered tear-stained crown-has-fallen-down princess
pain in the cutting away and cutting in
passive cut-off isolated
Daughter
knee-deep in disbelief
loneliness sucks the life from my bones
rescue me
knee-deep in disbelief
not slave or pawn
rescue me
my feet itch to dance
not slave or pawn
loneliness sucks the life from my bones
my feet itch to dance
Daughter
The last piece that we were to do was to cut out words from two random book pages and create our poem with those. I can't seem to take a good picture of what I did, but I'll attach it for the sake of completeness.
Freedom
she wore words of anger
drowning secret tears
defined by family
difficult choice keeping trust
bewildering how you love me
my lady gaze expectantly toward your King
find comfort in genuine Love
FREEDOM
Painting anything is new to me. I haven't painted since the days of finger-paints. I found it hard to suspend my judgement of myself.
Out of this I have fallen in love with the idea of getting a Bible specifically for found poetry. The idea of taking something that has been an instrument of incredible pain in my life and intentionally turning it into a work of beauty feels healing.
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