Gina is hosting dVerse today. Gina says:
What is the poetic hum in your life? What hums in the background of your life that inspires you as you unconsciously listen while you work and live? Is the drone always there or do you have to cultivate the inspiration?
Some points to ponder in your poem:
- should there be a clear line between your occupation and your creative writing?
- do you have to make up your mind which one you want to be or can you do both things at once?
- are you inspired by your “occupation” to write creatively?
- can the frustration you feel in your “other work” (non-creative writing life) also be an inspiration to write?
- does your current occupation limit your creative writing?
- what is the drone that hums in your background that inspires your writing?
I see the hum as a wolf, always present, always supportive, always ready to run.
Comes to me, she of rough shaggy coat
Solid shoulders, paws anchored to the ground
Sits and watches me with eyes like bonfires
Her head tilts at my expressions and when
she hears my voice or the songs inside of me.
*
Often she curls on the rug near the heat
At times she curls around my feet
No place for a muse, but she likes it there
When she’s feeling frisky, she rests her
chin on top of my head as we look in the mirror
*
She gets the urge, then begins to prowl,
scratching at the floor, she needs to go —
me with her. We walk outside – and run
Along the paths, between trees and tall grass
Noplace too worn or too dense. We fly.
*
We splash in the ice mountain streams
after rolling in a muddy pond with tadpoles
We race each other til dusk. Fireflies
and stars join us as Sky Lady Luna begins the show.
She tilts her head up, mine following. We howl.
*
We need to be heard.
By you, our pack.
Who let the dogs out?
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Watch out, they bite.
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this was just marvelous Jade, a spirit animal that hums in your background and one that guides and inspires you. i love how you let her take you on adventures and you see things through her eyes and thoughts. this is really becoming one with your poetic hum. wonderfully written Jade.
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Thanks Gina!
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This is such a vivid thought of running with a wolf, to find your spirit in that connection to be a pack of two… love it.
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Thanks, Bjorn.
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I love the smell of freedom in the lines:
‘We splash in the ice mountain streams
after rolling in a muddy pond with tadpoles
We race each other til dusk’.
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🙂 glad you connect with it Kim
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Made me think of spirit animals as well. Beautifully written!
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Thank you, Elizabeth 🙂
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Nice description: “When she’s feeling frisky, she rests her
chin on top of my head as we look in the mirror”
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Thank you Frank.
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This was awesome!
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Thank you, Irene 🙂
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What a lovely portrayal of an affinity with a spirit animal. An extraordinary journey into the spirit world.
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Very glad you connected with it, Beverly. The wolf is my writing spirit for sure.
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This is very cool.
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Thank you, S 🙂
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Love the metaphor! I think my muse is a mountain lion – at least that is what I dream of.
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Oh yes, I remember you talking about the mountain lion. Very awesome. I know at one point you were afraid of the mountain lion. Has that changed?
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In my dreams I always am – not sure if it has changed.
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Aarooooooo! (sound of howling)
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❤
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Cool description of your hum. I love the last 2 lines.
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Thank you, Astrid.
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Beautiful kindred relationship with your spirit animal. I was carried along… excellent Jade!
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Thanks Rob. I think I picked her up when I read Women Who Run With the Wolves. She attached herself to me at that time.
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Love the symbolism. Your howl is surely heard, loud and clear. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Maria. If you can hear my howl, you are an honorary member of the pack 🙂
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I had repeated dreams of wolves as a child: fearful nightmares at first that over years morphed into becoming one of the pack…this struck a chord, Jade.
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So happy to hear it. Our collective unconscious speaks to us through dream messages. So glad it morphed towards that positive place for you.
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I want a wolf now.
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❤
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A wolf is a powerful ally and would certainly get the poetic muse running. Love it…
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Thank you for reading and your comment 🙂
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Love your wolfish muse…! Loved this piece.
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Thank you so much. I love her too.
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This is fantastic Li! The hum of the spirit animal so wonderfully expressed.
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Thank you very much Punam
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You are welcome.
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