On learning myself

For the dverse prompt, a couple of stanzas in the style of the Rubaiyat.


What did I dream before the words took hold

Before the sun, the moon, the stars grew old?

I squandered time, knew little of its worth,

Beneath soft nights of silver, days of gold.


The hand, the heart that guide the words to birth

Have grown in strength, an oak treeโ€™s mighty girth,

Your face before me lighting day and night,

I learn to write the beauty of our earth.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

45 thoughts on “On learning myself”

  1. I love the opening question, Jane, and the romance in:
    ‘Your face before me lighting day and night,
    I learn to write the beauty of our earth’.

  2. You nailed it, Jane! The iambic pentameter is so smoothly done that I read the poem and just appreciated its sense….rather than getting caught in the rhythm and the rhyme. Wow! And I love the idea of using the mighty oak’s girth for strength here. Just a superb response to what I considered quite a challenging prompt! You must have slipped into some sparkly ruby red slippers to write this ruby-aht! ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. Lillian, Queen of the Pun ๐Ÿ™‚ It’s a question of hearing the music, I suppose. I hear the rhythm and I have a wide vocabulary to find the right words to fit it. I’m honored by your praise, appreciate it ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. Your poem filled me with nostalgia and romance, questions and the realization that there is no need for answers. Just dig into the Earth, literally and figuratively. Wonderful poem!

    1. Thank you! I don’t do meditation or religion or any mystical stuff, but I try to be at ease with not having material wealth, putting up with the discomforts, and digging down into what really matters. I don’t always succeed, but I try ๐Ÿ™‚

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