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Invitation to Poetry: Give Me a Word 2013

Welcome to the Abbey’s 64th Poetry Party!

We are making a little departure this month from our usual format where I select an image for you to illuminate with your words.

This month the invitation is to write a poem inspired by your word for the year (and even though that drawing is over, you are still welcome to post your word there – and if you already shared a poem there, please share it again here to have them all gathered together).

I will suggest you make it an acrostic poem which is where each letter of your word forms the first letter of a line of your poem, but all poetic forms are most welcome here.  Consider writing a blessing for the year ahead inspired by your word.

Scroll down and add it in the comments section below to share it with the Abbey community. Feel free to take your poem in any direction and then post the invitation on your blog (if you have one), Facebook, or Twitter, and encourage others to come join the party!

On Friday, February 1st I will draw a name at random to win a space in the upcoming online Lenten retreat with St. Hildegard of Bingen.

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199 Responses

  1. My belated word is “unfettered”. It has appeared to me four times this week. A message. Christine, I’m too late for this week’s assignment but a poem is brewing in my head.

    jean Crane

  2. Finding Open doors

    With an Unhindered heart

    Transparent before you

    Absolved.

    Sure-footed

    Rid of the clutter, traps, distractions

    and Hurdling over remaining barriers.

    Pardoned,

    Lucid and luminous,

    Clear.

  3. My word is impregnate.

    In opening to love
    My womb sings her fiat
    Pervade my being with joy in
    Relation
    Each moment pregnant with
    Grace abundant to be awake
    Now
    Ambling
    Together towards Love’s
    Eternal flame

  4. B – become who you are meant to be
    R – rest in your becomingness
    A – accept the process
    V – value the journey
    E – encourage fellow pilgrims

  5. Reverence

    Reverence reveals
    Endless
    Viriditas-
    Energizing
    Renewing and
    Enlivening;
    Never ceasing in
    Creating and
    Expressing God’s own reverence.

    Many reverence for all creation
    infuse my being
    sharpen my attention
    and expand my heart.

    I am grateful for this word, reverence, and for the reminder of the word viriditas. More than a decade ago, our sacred dance company ‘lived’ with Hildegard for a year as we created a series of pieces on her life and writings.

  6. “BE”
    to have reality; exist
    to take place; happen
    to occupy a place; lie
    to come or go – stay or continue

    Believe, I do, that You dwell in my very
    Essence, I become Your presence
    Believe, I do, that You desire to
    Eliminate sadness and sorrow and I
    Believe, I do, that You fill me with
    Everlasting love and ask me to rest
    Believe, I do, You desire to hold me and
    Enclose me in Your heart
    Believe, I do, my breath is Yours and
    Everywhere I go, You are, I am
    Believe, I do, our oneness is for
    Eternity and I am grateful

  7. Salmon.

    When i woke at 3am
    RestlessSadandScared,
    i wanted to be
    slippery.

    Hey,
    Does it feel like pushing, flapping, wriggling?

    Do you try?

    Is there
    a muscular flex of determination
    in traveling your way?

    Does it feel
    at all
    wet?

    Watch me now–
    tiny-brained, mighty in instinct,
    measuring resistance,
    feeling flow.

  8. What a wonderful collection of poetry! I love the idea of an acrostic poem, so here is mine…

    Effort Less

    ever-reaching, striving, grasping, trying to
    fix and control and direct and
    find what was never lost to begin with…

    opening finally to a relentless truth, a
    re-remembering, an invitation
    to be still, to know…there is right here

    let it go, let it be, let it come with
    ease, nothing more or less than what is, in this
    silence I listen, in this
    stillness I rest