Sometimes the words flow from places you just don’t know from where. Sometimes you just have to let those words flow as they see fit. I hope you let your words flow.
Where is your heart
wearing it on your sleeve
spending time being invisible
are you here
do you know why you are
open the door
step out into the world
breathe it in
ask where love is needed
can you share your love with others
open your heart
let others in
it might hurt
I can’t tell you that it won’t
but loving is worth the cost
pain that breaks you open
you know you’re alive
you are alive
or are you dead and just don’t know it
what is life anyway
can you feel it
seeping through your crevices
let it crack you open
do you love
do you love from the inside out
hear the call
answer the call
allow the waves to flow over and through you
allow for change to happen
allow for greatness to enter your life
OctPoWriMo is a poetry challenge for the month of October – 31 poems in 31 days. I created OctPoWriMo in 2012 and with the assistance of Julie Jordan Scott it took off. Every year she and I, and now others, post poetry prompts every day during October to encourage poets (even those that don’t consider themselves poets) from all over the world to play with their words, to write poetry, to read poetry, and to take their poetry to a deeper level.
Join us at OctPoWriMo and/or visit and support others that are playing with their words.
Choose a question and write whatever comes up for you. When the words slow down write the question again and keep writing.
What does love mean to you?
What are you feeling in this moment?
How has love affected your life?
Something to shake things up.
Something to set the mood.
Something playful and fun.
Winners to be announced on OctPoWriMo.com
Morgan Dragonwillow: Writing rebel, stress relief explorer, recovering perfectionist, cooking as therapy, poet & author that (mostly) doesn’t let her fears get in the way of her passion for writing and creating. She is team leader at @StoryDam, creatrix of #OctPoWriMo, and you can find her at, A Poet’s Kitchen, cooking up simply delicious meals. She lives in Marietta, Ga. with her loving and patient partner, their dog that thinks she’s a princess, and the cat that reminds her that she isn’t.Find her on Google+
“Sometimes poets write what we wish we could say, and they tell us what we need to know. The poems in Wild Woman Waking lead us to a place where we can proudly refuse to be “bent and broken”; instead, they document a journey to self-acceptance, peace, and understanding – where in a community of women, we celebrate and dance as Mud Women. We become women of spirit and keepers of our own keys.” ~Beth Camp
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