Image Credit: Passion for love by Bagdadi
My verse, you say?
I have not a clue.
My words are my life.
My thoughts a singing stream, a babbling brook and a raging river.
I wear many faces.
Fierce Female but not a Fatale.
Passionate Protector of my Progeny.
Irenic but Fearless in the Face of Falsehoods and Fallacies.
Vivacious, Vigorous Vibrant Vamp.
Physically Fit Phoenix Fertile in Mind, Body and Spirit.
My Work on this Earth has yet to be Complete.
My next Calling is in the Making.
I Sense a Worthy Cause.
But I Know One Thing:
Who I Am Makes a Difference
The following is the speech, and it is your FWF prompt. What will your verse be?
“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here – that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?” — John Keating (Robin Williams) Dead Poets Society