I thought it would be interesting to participate in this week’s Monday Prompt from Big Tent Poetry. This week is a Wordle, seen below, and I took the liberty of working to get all of the words into my poem. I’ve noted how many of my poems have those dark endings, so despite seeing despair in all of the words of the Wordle, I took it as a challenge to end on a happy note. Here is the Come One, Come All with other entries.
Happiness from the Darkness
I immerse myself in the heaviness,
The oppressive, heavy, wet blanket.
I wish to squeeze all of it gone,
To send it back to the basement.
But it won’t go away and medicines
Are disloyal and topple in the darkness.
I feel hoarse as I beg for the blanket to
Vanish, to go away, taking my ropes.
The engine of God’s spiritual gifts
Is far more swift than the medicine.
The blanket shall vanish in the face of God,
The performance of spirit shall reign.
I need only a slight amount of time, stillness,
Listening, waiting for passage, waiting for God.