International Women's Writing Guild
My attempt at today's prompt:
When I say peace, I mean heart. When I say heart, I mean your rhythm. When I say your rhythm, I mean love. When I say love, I mean our family. When I say our family, I mean spirit. When I say spirit, I mean hot tomato soup. When I say hot tomato soup, I mean laughter. And when I say laughter, I mean our daughters. And when I say our daughters, I mean life. When I say life, I mean willow tree. When I say willow tree, I mean peace.
With special thanks to Marj for being so committed to Friday prompts! And to Robert Kelly for supplying the thought-provoking model!
When I say Pray, I mean No. When I say No, I mean Stop. When I say Stop, I mean Find. When I say Find, I mean Self. When I say Self, I mean Me. When I say Me, I mean Love. When I say Love, I mean Pray.
Just a bit of my own take on what is happening in our world.
Thank you Robert Kelly for Theology of Mind.
Ok, I tried the first time.
When I say love, I mean beloved. When I say beloved, I mean you. When I say you, I mean pleasure. When I say pleasure, I mean the plea. When I say the plea, I mean to listen. When I say the listen, I mean all the words that are left unsaid. When I say unsaid, I mean bitter. When I say the bitter, I mean all the promises. And when I say promises, I mean the broken, but when I say broken I mean a shell. And when I say shell, I mean the way out. When I say way out, I mean breaking chain. When I say breaking chain, I mean being free. When I say free, I mean able to fly. When I say fly, I mean beauty. And when I say beauty, I mean beloved.
When I say memory, I mean loss. When I say loss, I mean you. When I say you, I mean the laugh from your belly. When I say your belly, I mean its nearness to your heart. When I say its nearness to your heart, I mean my desire to hold it in the palm of my hand. When I say in the palm of my hand, I mean trust. When I say trust, I mean that I am what I appear to be, trustworthy. When I say trustworthy, I mean being in your heart. When I say your heart, I mean a place beyond my reach. When I say a place beyond my reach, I mean lack of possession. When I say lack of possession, I mean you. When I say you, I mean loss. When I say loss, I mean memory.
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