He Chose Me Years Ago
Composure wishes for singularity
He is a whirl of spring air
We join in harmony
Creation is a cypress swamp
My driveway is a testament
The perfect summer sunlight filled the empty bottle
I don’t remember why we were talking about hummingbirds
How you entreat for signs of affection
Human bodies are so fragile
It’s a waiting game
This year there was no reason for a resolution
For today’s Meeting the Bar prompt at dVerse Poets Pub, Laura invites us to look at a couple of list poems, and emulate them using first lines from the poems we wrote last year, choosing one line from a poem from each month.
It was a fun way to look back at the poems I wrote last year. I ended up using two first lines from October since I didn’t post any poems in July.
Experience Writing 
Maria,
You weave together verses with grace, exploring themes of love, nature, and the delicate nature of human existence. And the vivid imagery, such as “Creation is a cypress swamp,” adds such richness to the narrative!
~David
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Thank you.
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Creation is a cypress swamp
My driveway is a testament
This couplet created some very strange visuals for me Maria — thank you… loved it… 🙂✌🏼🫶🏼
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Glad to hear it.
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I truly love the placement of these two lines:
“The perfect summer sunlight filled the empty bottle
I don’t remember why we were talking about hummingbirds”
They just make me stop for a second, and then smile.
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I’m so glad.
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A lovely cento Maria 💕
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I enjoyed this, especially the line about hummingbirds!
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Thank you. I’m glad.
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This is so beautiful! I especially love this part; “The perfect summer sunlight filled the empty bottle
I don’t remember why we were talking about hummingbirds.” ❤️❤️
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Thank you.
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You made a good choice for the title and it links well to the final line. I like the way your poem is laid out in stanzas that follow the seasons.
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I love it… especially that line about hummingbirds.
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Thank you.
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This worked out really well. I like the way you broke up your poem into stanzas that had come connection to each other. Well done!
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Thank you.
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You are welcome.
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So touching, I think you created a work that both questions and laments Timelessness.
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The title nicely encapsulates and each stanza is a little gem
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Thank you. You inspired a surprisingly fun adventure through last year’s posts.
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