courtesy dkstudio.com
I rock, sway in this dance of selves
one drawn to dally, drift, dream;
one pulled to tasks – none essential
though demanding Do! Deliver!
One drawn to dally, drift, dream
pinned down fast by expectation
though demanding Do! Deliver!
these tasks are naught but noise and vapor.
Pinned down fast by expectation
I struggle to be free from all
these tasks – naught but noise and vapor –
better to be the stuff of dreams.
I struggle to be free from all,
merge dancer and work weary other;
better to be the stuff of dreams,
idea and action reunited.
Merge dancer and work weary other
one pulled to tasks – none essential.
Idea and action reunited
I rock, sway in this dance of selves.
courtesy allpaintings.org
* This pantoum is an experimental poet-partner prompt between Sarah W. Bartlett and Jeannine Bergers Everett.This initial project started as a dialogue/riff on our respective blogging about wholeness and living a divided life. We are poet-sisters-of-the-heart who continue to cook up surprising and delicious new concoctions. So sit back, pour another cuppa, and enjoy!!
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A very nice merger! And a poem I definitely relate to, I think every woman does. So much noise, when we’re trying to dance with our muse–great poem!
Have you ever written a pantoum, Sara? They’re fun and so interesting, how the meaning can twist from start to finish. Depending of course on how you construct it in the first place. And yes – you’ll see more on the theme, for sure.
Love the pictures! 🙂
It was fun finding something evocative. You’d be surprised how many I ended up with . . . more prompts, please!!