“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.” —Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Pausing a moment during the day to slow down and focus on your breath is considered a simple way to relieve stress and connect the body and mind. Can you remember the last time you took advantage of the gift of a deep, cleansing breath? It’s good for the soul.
Thanks to everyone who participated in last week’s poetry prompt. Here’s a poem from Glynn we enjoyed:
A shape defined
by the contours
of what resists it,
what it resists.
Unseen, it smooths
in simultaneous swirls,
depending upon its mood.
Wraps itself before
its shape defined
by absence, loss
PHOTO PLAY: The wind that blows through the trees and plays in your hair is like the breath of earth. Your loyal pet slumbering nearby breathes easy in a net of safety and security. Consider how many things around you breathe. Choose something (or someone) and snap a photo.
NOTE TO POETS: Looking for your Monday poetry prompt? On Photo Play weeks, it’s right here. Find inspiration from the photo in the post and respond with a poem. Leave your poem in the comment box. We’ll be reading.
Sometimes we feature your poems in Every Day Poems, with your permission of course. Thanks for writing with us!