Protection

Posted on October 23, 2020 by purplepeninportland 
Written for:  Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #42:  About Those Bones . . .
(posted by Magaly)


"Today’s prompt came to mind some weeks ago, when Magical Mystical Teacher posted the following haiku:

fingers framed by light
clutching an old rosary
carved of human bone

I’ve always found that MMT has a way with short poetry. She is so good at leaving the reader’s mind (all right, my reader’s mind) wondering about what took speaker and subject to the moment captured in the poem, and what might happen to them next. That sort of wondering is what brewed today’s prompt into being. We will have three choices (choose one, choose two, or choose all three):
1. Write poetry or prose which explores where the bones in the poem might’ve come from.
or
2. Write poetry or prose which shows why the subject is clutching a rosary made of human bone.
or
3. If one and two don’t entice your ink, write poetry or prose inspired by the poem."


grandmother's bones
she wears them for protection
on a rosary

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to Protection

  2. Lisa says:
    October 23, 2020 at 2:55 am

    You did well showing us why she has the rosary, and where it came from. “grandmother’s bones,” thought? Not for me!

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  4. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    October 23, 2020 at 12:52 pm

    A whole story in those three lines!

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  5. Magaly Guerrero says:
    October 25, 2020 at 2:14 am

    I can see her hands.

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  6. oldegg says:
    October 26, 2020 at 1:05 am

    Nothing could be more precious and loving that to wear some bones of a dear relative, Assuring the wearer that that person is always with them whatever they do.

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  7. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar says:
    October 29, 2020 at 11:29 pm

    wear(s) – did you forget an “s”. Begs a further story reveal 🙂 or leaves it to our imagination 🙂

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