555 Days... The Continuation

Welcome to 555 Days as a Poet by The Crafty Scribe

Back in 2010, I challenged myself to write a poem or a short verse a day, and post it to a blog. 555 Days as a Poet by The Crafty Scribe is the continuation of the experiment.

I gave myself 18 months to recover from the original daily blog postings, and now, I am ready to start it all over again. Although as I was beginning in the middle of the year, I thought 6 months was too short a time after my last experience.

"If I could complete a year of poems, how about 18 months?" I thought. I worked out that would be 549 days. I could have rounded it up to 550 to included New Years Day 2014, but then I thought I'd go 5 better... to 555 days.

Why 555? According to many spiritual teachers, the number 555 is a sign of change and the flow of energy. I thought it related to the blog. I spent a year writing a poem every day, then rested for 18 months. Now the tide has turned. It's time to begin the flow of words in my life again.

I'm not a trained poet, just an enthusiastic scribe wanting to create something new each day. I don't truly know my stanza from my meter, but I hope to improve and get my poetic license someday! Expect the weird, the strange and the inner workings of the Crafty Scribe's mind. Let's ride the waves once more.

Please pass on the blog address to all your verse and lyrical loving friends. I hope you will join me, and read my daily scribbling.

Wednesday, 31 July 2013

"Balmy Ideas" (Entry 383)

Balmy day. 
Mechanical breeze whipped through the dome. 
Light shone to create tropical warmth. 
Always a balmy day inside the dome. 
Constant temperature inside the Hawaiian Dome. 

Or to ski. 
A control suit - airlock - surface shuttle - airlock away. 
In the Alps Dome. 
Oh, to wish. 
But how she wished...
She wished....

Look up from the Moon to Earth. 
To experience the real lands,
And mountains, and cities,
But mainly the oceans. 

For all her home pod,
Hawaiian Dome,
Offered with artificial surf reef and pools. 
There was no expanse of ocean,
To dive, to explore, to surf, 
To sail away. 
To be with the animals. 
Oh, how she wished to see animals for real. 
She sighed as she saw the blue of Earth. 

"One day, I'll get there. I know I will.
The thought of being there with all that diversity. 
The wonders!
To get beyond the Moon. 
To walk the land and swim the seas. 
It's a leap, I know,
But one day,
I will step upon the Earth!"

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