this connection of flesh and blood
is one long muscle of lineage and kin.
What happens when a shock
rips like sciatic lightning,
cuts sudden and deep?
No one muscle moves
in any movement.
Does muscle tear,
Do hamstrings tighten
to maintain center,
Will the muscle belly
and bind back upon itself,
unable to recoil, to rest?
... remain open,
gashed and bloody?
Will it leave the tribe
do not always
mean smooth flow,
does not mean
This poem is written for We Write Poems poetry prompt #117, "what words mean" on August 2, 2012, at http://wewritepoems.wordpress.com/2012/08/08/prompt-117-its-post-your-poems-day/
The prompt asks: Write a poem that begins and ends with a one word line, that word being the same at both beginning and ending. Yet allow the body of the poem to create that shift in meaning for that one word.
An interesting take on family - thought-provoking
Hi Carol, like what you did with the prompt and you are right, sometimes family means other than blood related. Like how you used the image to underscore what you had to say extending the idea of injured muscles and tissue that don't recover fully. I've seen that in my own family.
I like how you tied the muscle groups and injury to family. It works really well. Welcome to the group. Annette
Families are intriguing combinations of people, aren't they? When they work, they teach us as much as when they don't work too.
Thank you for your comment and feedback on my images and for sharing your perceptions of family. I appreciate it.
Thanks for your comment. I felt satisfied with the way the imageries played off one another too. And thank you for the welcome.
Interesting analogy, Carol. I think the first stanza is strong. So glad to have you writing to the prompt, welcome!
This is really wonderful, Carol. What a great word choice to build a poem around and you did it so artfully. This was a great prompt and seems to have brought out some of the best yet... I'm eager to have the time to explore more of your writings.
Thanks for the comments Irene. I think the first stanza is the best, and also that the last stanza needs something. I'm not able to see what it is yet. I do often go back to poetry I've blogged and change it...if inspiration hits
Thanks for your comments. I liked the analogy between the muscles and and family, as well. It gave me lots of options for writing.
Reminds me of my family... the blood and not so bloody parts :)
You took 'body' literally - fun!
I was 'strained' in a different way:
There are so many good prompts and just not enough time! Nice to see you here.
Thanks Jules. Family can be both good and bad, strained and cohesive...always a mix of the two.
This is unique and made me think about it for awhile. Good one, Carol.
If we don't appreciate the family we come from we don't evolve beyond what they are and that's a tragedy. Thanks for the comment.
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