OctPoWriMo Day #11: (falling through the cracks)

Poetry Form: Cascade

Word Prompts: unexpected, imperfection, slipping, with new eyes, begin again

I possibly found a new favourite form. Cascade is similar to a pantoum, using repeating lines, but this time each stanza ends with the following line, starting from the top of the poem (a/b/c, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C). It reminds me of a waterfall, which is likely how it got its name. Today's prompt is one about finding something perfect in the imperfect. Beauty within the ugly. Noticing something familiar in something you never saw before.

The title is a play on the setting of the poem and the finding of the lost. Probably a little silly, but the concept following me home and stayed for tea.

Bus and Found

Finding the missing piece of

A puzzle all but completed,

but only one eye is opened.

Recognizing within reflections

of the stranger across aisle,

finding the missing piece of

that you never knew was missing.

The unexpected smile and new eyes,

a puzzle all but complete.

Maybe a compliment on your shirt,

or what music are you listening to,

but only one eye is opened.

Before you know it, your stop is here

and the parting of the ways

recognizing within reflection

a kindred spirit that was found

in the most extraordinary places

of the stranger across the aisle.

OctPoWriMo: Careless Release

“Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.” ― Rumi

Poetry Prompt:
What stage are you at in the above quote? Are you dancing?
Write for ten minutes asking yourself the previous questions.

Word Prompts: Free, Middle, Bandage

Poetry Type: Cascade
I created a poem for this poetry type for the last A to Z challenge. I enjoyed playing with it and I hope you do as well.

So this is a short entry, as I has been all over today and then some. My sinuses has kicked in and with the complete entrance to Autumn (or Winter as it may be). The headache I had is gone, but now I have to fly to Who Night with the gang. When I found today's prompt, I was a little afraid I couldn't do it in a scant 30 minutes before leaving. Anyway, Dear Readers, the chord was struck. Dance equals Healing. I find a good dance to some Meatloaf or Savage Garden has healed me. And it also reminded me of Morgan's prompt earlier in the month about dancing and then writing. I did not dance, but I found a rhythm in there anyway. Hsve you danced to heal yourself? What songs have made you feel better by dancing to them? Have you written about it? That and the cascade proved to be soooooo much easier and a lot of fun to write. I think I will be trying this again. Enjoy, Dear Readers!

Careless Release

When you hear the music

are you one to dance

ecstatic and joyful?

A primitive beat

lacing the blood that pumps through our veins

when you hear the music.

Like a bandaged limb has healed

with the proper treatment

are you the one to dance

to heal a broken heart,

beats the steady beat 

ecstatic and joyful.

A cure that most doctors will not prescribe,

yet I can say that when handed my fate

A primitive beat

suddenly burst forth

and my feet pound upon the earthy loam,

lacing the blood that pumps through our veins.

And I can again feel 

that the world simply turns

when you hear the music.

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