Prompt 21 My Story

This weeks prompt is My Story any of you who read my post “My Story” got a preview. Hopefully you’ve been contemplating, maybe you’ve even gotten started, maybe you’ve even finished. For those of you who didn’t read the prompt preview or for those of you who just need a reminder choose a period of your life to relate (if ambitious you can do an abridged version of key moments of your life up until this point).  My own story attempts to answer the question “What triggered you to write?” I want your story to answer a question as well but it need not be the same question in fact it can be any question at all “What is the driving force in your life?” “What is love?” “What is the most profound spiritual experience you’ve ever had?” The question can be deep or it can be much simpler “Why do I love penguins?” “Why do I hate hotdogs?” The story you share can be light-hearted and funny or it can be the kind of story that leaves your audience in tears or it can be something in between. You can be the hero, the villain, or just a neutral character in the story. I have shared some dark elements of my nature and past. I have shown some of my character flaws,  you do not have to share anything you do not feel comfortable sharing. If you want to talk about summer camp and you loved summer camp talk about summer camp. It is up to you. If you want to share a photo or artwork share something particularly meaningful to you, a work that you are especially pleased with). Your entries this week might be long so it will take me longer to read and comment on them. I will get to all of them though as I always do. I have a busy weekend so I may not get started until next week.

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Watercourse

Was I ever the girl

In your vision of forever?

The “me” woven into

Your jealous eyes

Has no will of her own

I don’t want “you”

To be all that

I am worth

*

There’s no music

When we touch

Only the coercion

Of your

Undersized heart

Molding

Vacancy

*

I don’t want to live

In the watercourse

Anonymous

Threadbare

A victim

Too old

And too ill-favored

For sympathy

*

I remember you

Whenever I begin

You only

Hold me close

When we’re losing

When I protest

As one apart

*

We never face each other

When we make love

I am the only one

Who knows how to be

Vulnerable

I let you in

But you stand

There in our shadows

Afraid to fail

Failing as both

*

I gave into

Your ghost

Let your fear

Designate

Me

*

My hands

Ache

Whenever

I breathe

A slave

To your grip

To your silence

Transposed

*

I hurt myself

The most

Stalling

In your

Justifications

I was afraid

To change

I thought

It would be

Enough

If you

Did

*

So we remain

Unmoving

Someday

There will

Only be “you”

Lifeless,

I’ll be

Forever

Yours