This month Women Writing for (a) Change-Bloomington poets are participating in National Poetry Writing Month. Every day we will offer up a new poem by a writer in our community. Check back after 6:00pm for the Prompt of the Day and the selected resulting poem.
Day 7: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of gifts and joy. What would you give yourself, if you could have anything? What would you give someone else?
- April 7 Gifts by Lisa Meuser
Allowance of what awaits,
the gift that
calls me home, then
calls me
back home,
again.
Calling, Calling, and
calling some more,
god patiently waits
as I arrive.
The twitching tails of two
cats
watching curiously
mischievously
nervously
at the squirrel
on the other side of the window.
I am gifted
discovery
of magical proportions.
The sound of birds
coming through
the time
into a space
called morning
announcing the transition
of what has arrived,
and what hasn’t.
The blanket’s
weight,
warmth,
its tender
loving
care
holding
me gently
in rich allowance.
Eyes
that take in
colors
shapes
movement.
watching,
watching,
watching.
What will happen next?
It doesn’t matter
in the Love
of arrival.
God’s unwavering arrival
beckons me.
I arrive to join her
through
the allowance of
magic
wonder
grace
love
sorrow
pain
joy
and heart ache.
She embodies me,
as if a warm soft hand
is inside my
puppet form.
The purest
gift
that
my being
can never forget.