The Write Girl's Invitation to Create

My talented friend The Write Girl started a wonderful meme which encourages us to share our creative response to a provided prompt. I chose to write a pantoum poem triggered by the following idea:


"A weary man dragged his belongings to a town on the hill. All of his possessions were fastened in an old trunk. Everyday, he would wake up early, hold out his mug, and cry for alms. One day, a wealthy man kneeled reverently and said " Dear man, I'll trade my wealth for your poverty."


Two Souls

The relentless panic grabbed his soul
catching his breath on the hill.
Years of self took its toll
Man of substance found his will.

Catching his breath on the hill
he wonders if he calls friend.
Man of substance found his will
famished with faint hope to ascend.

He wonders if he calls friend
to see a poor man push life.
Famished with faint hope to ascend
and find the spark in strife.

To see a poor man push life
wearing his struggle on the air.
And find the spark in strife
he strips down to show the bare.

Wearing his struggle on the air
he slips through a sleeping crowd.
He strips down to show the bare
if only his voice rang loud.

He slips through a sleeping crowd
years of self took its toll.
If only his voice rang loud
the relentless panic grabbed his soul.


Thanks for reading everyone!