shall i make a change
          walk a new path
or circle back
          to the old and familiar?

i am done
          retracing my steps
sniffing for the comforting
          scent of a mothballed
life once lived

i must
          circle ahead
in search of
          something new
like the sweet scent of
          fresh dew

i shall savor
          this moment
savor each

inhale a new future
          and exhale mothballs

ah, but the smell of mothballs
          takes me back
circles me around
          does it do that to you too?

~ Elizabeth Anne Ives

From the NaPoWriMo website:

Today’s prompt (optional, as always) is based on this poem by Claire Wahmanholm, which transforms the natural world into an unsettled dream-place. One way it does this is by asking questions – literally. The poem not only contains questions, but ends on a question. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that similarly resists closure by ending on a question, inviting the reader to continue the process of reading (and, in some ways, writing) the poem even after the poem ends.

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5 thoughts on “Circles ~ Poem

  1. This poem grabbed me because I could so relate to the words. The question at the end made me think about how hard it is to leave the familiarity of the old even when we’re ready to blossom. Well written!

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