I asked for stories.
There are plenty you said.
No, not those.
I want old stories.
I want stories of blood.
Where did things start?
Where am I from?
It doesn’t matter you said.
That was there,
we are here.
There’s nothing more to be told.
It’s not enough I said.
These are your stories too!
Don't you know them?
Can't you feel them?
I went out looking for a myth to adopt.
Instead, the myth hidden in my blood
Art used with kind permission of the artist: Dreaming by Amanda Clark
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Song Choice: Rainbow Connection
This poem was created from a prompt offered by Magaly Guerrero for NaPoWriMo (Day 12: Poems of alienation and detachment. Process note: Since I had so much fun writing from Yuuki's point of view, I wanted to write a bit from Ana's view as well. The topic fit so off I went. )
Wonderful! In the end we learn we need these to survive.ReplyDelete
Yes, they help us survive and thrive :)Delete
Last stanza is awesome, perfect. I detect that rebellion and searching, not satisfied with the status quo and looking for something enlightening. Our eager brains drag us along.ReplyDelete
I think once you start looking, there's no power in the 'verse that can stop us :)Delete
No matter how much I find out about my ancestors...I search hungrily for more....love this poem :D XXXReplyDelete
I'm so glad there was that connection :)Delete
Indeed, we write our own myths and then become those myths, for our children.ReplyDelete
Myth writing is an especially serious business where children are concerned.Delete
No greater life-stories than the ones we choose to be part of. Myths and tales, like gods, have a way to find us... and keep us. Ana is such a wise little girl--full of spunk, too.ReplyDelete
They do, and they have a way of brightening up our world once they've taken hold. :)Delete
Oh, the myth hidden in my blood...swoon! This was a wonderful tale of looking to see who we really are!ReplyDelete
Thanks! That was the upside to this story - we can always look for connection someplace else when one road is denied.Delete
I too love that last verse, Rommy! Sometimes our answers are inside us just waiting for us to find them. It's beautiful... but that's no surprise LOL you are such a gifted poet.ReplyDelete
Aw, thanks! :)Delete
OH you took us right along to this wonderful end!ReplyDelete
I love this poem, Rommy! BRAVA!ReplyDelete
Thanks. I'm really thrilled that the words resonated so well with others.Delete
very cool final verse ~Delete
Thank you! I really liked how this one turned out.Delete
Oooh, lovely inversion at the end!ReplyDelete
Thanks! I was quite pleased with how it turned out.Delete