When My Spirit Is Free, I
A rondeau response to jules’s response to my dearest friend Lori’s (Ravyne Hawke) prompt
Trust my third eye intuition which is not a premonition Swim in sea of vulnerability Allow all to into-me-see Love and light the destination
See through those selling admission without a hint of contrition Get upset with those in complicity When my spirit is free, I
Write my spiritual editions Don't give a shit who can’t see my missions Never again caged by conformity Rage with anger at hypocrisy Lindsey, Andrew, Willie give ovation When my spirit is free
Rondeau is my favorite poetic form and sets up perfectly for this prompt. Rondeau is AABBA AABR AABBAR where the title to the poem gets repeated as the non-rhyming refrain.
Here is jules’s response
to Ravyne Hawke’s prompt
Thank you Diana C., Spyder, jules and Ravyne for your great pub.
As further required by the prompt:
The Rules
Use the prompt to write a poem or personal essay.
*(Tag) Mention at least (3) three of your favorite writers (here at KTHT or elsewhere on Medium) and ask them to participate. Each of those writers will then mention at least (3) three more, and so on.
You may submit your story to KTHT or to any publication that allows prompts from other publications.
Regardless of where you submit your piece, You MUST include a link back to this page and (Tag) mention one or all of the KTHT editors — Diana, Spyder, jules, or me, Ravyne .
List the prompt and these rules at the end of your poem or essay so that those you’ve (tagged) mentioned will know the rules.
and thus I tag for participation:
Joseph Lieungh| Kira Dawn | William J Spirdione (I wrote this one by hand too)| I. Trudie Palmer | jules | Libby Shively McAvoy | Dr Mehmet Yildiz | Dr. Preeti Singh | Maria Rattray | Claire Kelly | DMTakeshi | Amy Marley | Stuart Englander | Diana C. | Anthi Psomiadou | David Pahor| Kim Petersen | Thief | Somsubhra Banerjee| Camille Grady | Rebecca Romanelli | Carrie. A. Kelly | Carolyn F. Chryst, Ph.D. | Melanie J. | Dr. Fatima Imam | JS Adam | Agnes Laurens | Joanne Olivieri | LM
(I would have tagged a couple of others but they have blocked me — perhaps some of you will recognize them in the poem and ask if they want to read it, if you still associate with them, which you shouldn’t — I am who I am and I call things as I see them)
In Rama I create, with soul-energy surging through my body, inspiring me and breathing wind into my sails,