DAY 75 (July 24th, 2017)
A poor — torn heart — a tattered heart
A poor — torn heart — a tattered heart
That sat it down to rest
Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day
Flowed silver to the West
Nor noticed Night did soft descend
Nor Constellation burn
Intent upon the vision
Of latitudes unknown
The angels — happening that way
This dusty heart espied
Tenderly took it up from toil
And carried it to God
There — sandals for the Barefoot
There — gathered from the gales
Do the blue havens by the hand
Lead the wandering Sails
DAY 74 (July 25th, 2017)
Woods
I part the out thrusting branches
and come in beneath
the blessed and the blessing trees.
Though I am silent
there is singing around me.
Though I am dark
there is vision around me.
Though I am heavy
there is flight around me.
My Commentary
I’ve combined these two into a single poem
EYES
If you do not have eyes, how
will you see without them?
Tend to sight even when
your garden lies fallow …
and love may light a lamp to
illuminate your blindness.
The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.
I started this 100 Day Project on May 11th. My project is to read a poem, and write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by that poem. I’ll post the results at www.bradseverance.com/category/100-day-project/
Enjoy!