Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #43

Welcome to week #43 of my fun paint chip prompts. I discovered this week that I actually had enough paint chips to make it to the end of the year. So for the rest of the year we will have the full seven paint chips and I will occasionally throw in an angel card.

This Week’s Challenge

Once again I determined our theme from a random page in my book of The Romantic Poets. The poem that starts on page 710 is To Night by Percy Bysshe Shelley.

Our paint chip words and phrases are cabin in the woods, deviled eggs, cotton, Aquarius, blossom, showtime, and night owl. The bonus angel card is trust (plus it has a cute unicorn on it that might make its way into someone’s poem). Use however many of these words and phrases you want. I don’t plan to use them all this week, just to mix things up a bit.

My Poem

I haven’t yet read the Shelley poem, so hopefully I’m not stealing his idea. I decided to write my poem as a letter to Night.

Dear Night,

I trust that you are doing well
as longer you become with each passing day.
Your darkness seems to reign and yet
I know the time will come when
night owls complain the sun stays too long;
but not me. I delight in watching the day unfurl
at a cabin in the woods, leaving you behind
until the hour is late and the sun protests
bright and warm; the last ray hangs on
in the glory of its Creator. In those days
the lupine blossoms and the cottonwood sheds
its fluffy seeds. 

I know it seems unfair that we only picnic
when your time is short. You miss out on the deviled 
eggs, hamburgers, and potato salad. But let's face it:
you're just no fun at a picnic. And the longer you stay
the colder it gets. You chase us in to warm
by the fireplace, with hot cocoa and cookies,
maybe a book to read.

I guess I must confess: you're okay, Night. 
Although I prefer the warmth of Day's sun
in the midst of summer, you bring your own special charm; 
a coziness the long days and short nights of summer
will never understand.


Your Turn

Now it’s your turn to write a poem on the theme To Night. You can write a letter to Night, like I did, or perhaps an ode. I imagine there are many ways you could go with this one. Post your poem in the comment, either the whole poem or a link to where you posted it on your own blog. And please link back here so your readers can join the fun if they want to. I’m looking forward to reading what you all come up with. (And I do hope to see a unicorn or two).

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


19 Responses

  1. Here is my first attempt:

    To Night

    We lay on animal skins, that night in the cabin in the woods
    You and I, gazing into each other’s eyes.
    Blossom outside, the night owl hooting,
    Our love ablaze, no end in sight.

    Now I sit here, cotton nightie, comfy slippers, glass of water as I take my pills
    A million miles away from that young girl in love.
    I trusted that you would never leave me, never let me go.
    But you slipped away one night while I slept.

    I loved you like the night, like the deep ocean, like stars.
    You said you loved me too. And I know you did.
    You went first. I wish it had been me, you standing by the graveside.
    Not long now, my darling. I’m coming. My vision blurring. I’m sleepy. It’s showtime.

    • Oh wow! For a first attempt that is stunning. You brought tears to my eyes. I especially like the image of the cotton nightie, comfy slippers, and glass of water. Thank you for sharing.

      • Oh gosh, thank you Linda! How kind. I wrote it quite quickly last night and it’s the first time I’ve used prompts. They were so helpful. Thanks to Susan Sanderson for telling me about this brilliant idea. Have a wonderful day.

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