Wish dreams were softly draped in strands like cultured pearls,
rather than fragments seen through a cracked mirror,
broken bits and pieces of memories,
sojourns to unfamiliar places,
images tossed about on scattered seas,
thoughts like tumbleweeds,
repeating over and over again.
This was a one-sentence exercise. It’s liberating to write a stream of thought… let if flow and see where it goes. Give it a try and add yours to the comment section.
For your listening enjoyment: String of Pearls by Glen Miller.
I love the imagery, and the images from your exercise. Beautifully written. This piece has classic charm, and carries with it vivid recollection of the readers dreamlife. If you ever compile a book of your prose and poetry this should be in it!
Thank you, Effie! I’d love to read one of your one-sentence poems some time.
ocean waves
wash my soul
cleanse me of your smile
and the memory of
ten fingers
entwined forever
in a hopeless wish
Sparkling eyes capture my heart in rapture,
little hands reach out for an embrace,
little babbles beckon for a kiss,
an exchange of respect – pure and simple –
and ours souls meld in the middle.
Bethe and Effie, thank you for sharing your one-sentence poems.
Sometimes it seems overwhelming to wrap one’s head around thoughts and feelings with hopes of expressing them in writing.
You both have demonstrated how one=sentence writing is liberating… a wonderful way to express ones self with a single sweep of well-chosen words. Well done!