A Contagion of Fireflies
With nonchalance, the morning flung
a flannel cloak high over the Meseta.
In wind gusts, wheat stalks fluttered and moon-faced
sunflowers sashayed in a rush of whispers.
Thistles thrashed and windmills twirled
pale arms on a distant ridge, poised to take flight.
Under the edge of the world, a thousand candles flamed
and then burst above the prairie like a contagion of fireflies.
The golden light drifted like dandelion dust to the cloud ceiling,
and a blush of peaches and fringed violets quivered over the fields.
The morning stretched out all across the plateau,
rippling across the land like the tide rushing in.
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“POETRY” Invitation: I invite you to write a poem of any poetic form on your own blog about a particular travel destination. Or you can write about travel in general. Concentrate on any intention you set for your poetry.
One of my many intentions for my Camino was to write at least one poem inspired by Spanish poet Federico García Lorca. One of the poems I used for inspiration was his “Landscape” in his collection Federico García Lorca: Selected Verse. I wanted to capture in a poem one of the favorite landscapes I encountered one morning on the Camino: {camino day 21} hornillos del camino to castrojeriz & ruminations {week three}.
You can either set your own poetic intentions, or use one of the prompts I’ve listed on this page: writing prompts: poetry. (This page is a work in process). You can also include photos, of course.
Include the link in the comments below by Thursday, October 3 at 1:00 p.m. EST. When I write my post in response to this challenge on Friday, October 4, I’ll include your links in that post.
This will be an ongoing invitation, on the first Friday of each month. Feel free to jump in at any time. 🙂
I hope you’ll join in our community. I look forward to reading your posts!
the ~ wander.essence ~ community
I invite you all to settle in and read a few posts from our wandering community. I promise, you’ll be inspired. 🙂
- Christopher, of clcouch123, wrote a beautiful poem about “small blessings” on the Camino, which he says was inspired by a post I wrote about my experience.
Thanks to all of you who wrote poetic posts following intentions you set for yourself. 🙂
I am traveling from September 1 to October 4. If I cannot respond to or add your links due to wi-fi problems or time constraints, please feel free to add your links in both this post and my next scheduled post. If I can’t read them when you post them, I will get to them as soon as I can. Thanks for your understanding! 🙂
I’m late to the party, Cathy, but I had to stop by and say what a great piece of poetry this is. The imagery is wonderful. Love the twirling arms of the windmill and the blush of the sky, quivering and spreading. Happy travels, hon! 🙂 🙂
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Thank you so much, Jo. I was happy how it turned out as I hoped to capture the feeling I had that morning. Thanks for the travel wishes. All interesting so far but rain is in the forecast for today. 😱
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This is beautiful, Cathy! I must admit I haven’t really written poetry since high school. The words came easier as an angsty teen 😉
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Thank you so much, Marsi. I find it much harder and more of a challenge to write poetry than prose. It’s a bit of a puzzle and exercises different ways of thinking, so I enjoy pushing myself to try at least once a month. I’d like to increase it to maybe twice a month. Some people write a poem a day but that would be too much for me!
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Beautiful! I love all your moody sky photos.
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Your poem made me want to be there in your shoes experiencing the Contagion of Fireflies and morning tide rushing in to greet you. The transition from dawn to morning can be so overwhelming from a visual and listening perspective, if we are in the right place and up early enough to “be present”. Makes me want to get early and sit on in special place to share the experience.
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I wish you had been there! What made it so wonderful was the movement of everything, the breeze, the trees, the sun, the clouds, the grasses and thistles. I will always remember that morning!
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