Poetry
Waiting for the Perfect Moment
Open form poetry — the never-ending poem
Moments are solidified liquid floating in space.
The space is the waiting for a next perfect moment.
Space is underrated.
It’s full of vibrant energy, going this way and that.
A silent dance of atoms and ions, bouncing, bumping, never still.
Space is vast.
Space is valuable.
Space is fiercely fragile.
The moments are treasures to be treasured for real.
Nudges in our lives to step off our path or clear the tangles.
Space is the silent observer.
Slowing down is the only way to recognize moments and space.
To recognize life.
Sunset. I remembered the time when I was waiting for the perfect photography shot in South Africa.
For the first time traveling alone. The first time I called myself a writer when people asked why I was traveling alone. It was a life-changing holiday.
Me, myself and I.
Here’s another picture, made on the same day, when I’m still waiting for the perfect moment to arrive.
And now I’m writing poetry. Who’d have thought?
This poem came into being after a nudge by Ravyne Hawke in her intense poem Burning Memories.
The prompt was sunset.
Apparently, Martin Rushton started the never-ending poem. I didn’t know him before I was mentioned, but now I like to read his work. It’s why I like connecting on this platform.
One little nudge starts an avalanche. The positive kind where people become buried in hugs and support. Our reading and writing light up lives.
So here are my ten incredible writers whom I’m inviting to publish their poem anywhere on Medium using my prompt. I’m not sure if you’ve been tagged in this chain before. Might be. So feel free to write or decline.
Martine Weber, Kaitlyn, Keno Ogbo, Chirag, Trista Ainsworth, Agnes Louis, Charlotte Zobeir Ali, FILZA CHAUDHRY, Hope Coalesce, Sana Rose.
Your prompt is SEED. Keep it going and tag 10 of your favorite writers and create a different prompt. Tag me too and include the original never-ending poem in your post.
If you want to connect, you can find me on LinkedIn, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, or my website. Or somewhere waiting, feeling space and capturing moments in time…
