The eigth week of prompts for the writer pilgrim workshoppers
Be the best you can be, they told me.
Always strive for more, they said.
Keep pushing. Keep gaining. Don't settle for anything.
Don't be satisfied. Don't lose ambition.
I was so busy striving.
So busy pushing and gaining,
It took me too long to realise,
they never told me what I should be striving for.
Or what I should be gaining.
Grab that promotion. Ask for more money.
Step on that person's head whilst you're getting there.
What if I was not meant to be an apex predator?
What if CEO was not my path?
You must have ambition, people tell me.
I do. But my kind of ambition does not count.
What if I wasn't meant to forfeit my sane and my soul to the city.
What if I was meant to be really good at talking to people?
What if this was the best I had to offer?
And what if it was wonderful?
Use up my magic, take what I offer,
Then tell me it isn't enough and I should do more?
What if I just played a different game?
What if I knew something, you did not?
Perhaps I scare you? Is that why?
You have been ignoring me,
I was always here and you always saw me.
You just didn't know how to love a thing like me.
I love how you steered off the prompt, brought it back and flew off again to create this. So many punches and you raise above each hit. Lots of great lines but the meaning in this is a powerful one.
Once Upon a time
There was a young girl
She dreamt and she wished
Not realising
One simple thing
To love herself was so
Important
From there she could do
Anything
She wanted a life
That she did not know
And from inside out
She would
slowly grow
A story begins
At any point in
The chapter can change
From inside
again
People come , places go
And a moral of a life
Begins to grow
A map is lost , inside
From time
That over and over and over again
Is the map of a path
From you to you
This little girl followed
And never knew
She was reaching for stars
And
They already
There
Her inner light
Had been hurt and hidden
Until the moment
She laid bare
Her feelings and fears
Her troubles too
Where placed side by side
With her positive YOU.
You mean ME?
I’m the star
That lights up
The lives of
Others
Who passes through
Each of my days
My purpose is clear
To be so good
My best self
Live , let go
Stand out
And let my star
Shine through.
Monday 17th June prompt. Photo prompt: Be so Good they can’t ignore you.
For writers pilgrim workshop by Lucinda Sieger time 10:25am
Be the best you can be, they told me.
Always strive for more, they said.
Keep pushing. Keep gaining. Don't settle for anything.
Don't be satisfied. Don't lose ambition.
I was so busy striving.
So busy pushing and gaining,
It took me too long to realise,
they never told me what I should be striving for.
Or what I should be gaining.
Grab that promotion. Ask for more money.
Step on that person's head whilst you're getting there.
What if I was not meant to be an apex predator?
What if CEO was not my path?
You must have ambition, people tell me.
I do. But my kind of ambition does not count.
What if I wasn't meant to forfeit my sane and my soul to the city.
What if I was meant to be really good at talking to people?
What if this was the best I had to offer?
And what if it was wonderful?
Use up my magic, take what I offer,
Then tell me it isn't enough and I should do more?
What if I just played a different game?
What if I knew something, you did not?
Perhaps I scare you? Is that why?
You have been ignoring me,
I was always here and you always saw me.
You just didn't know how to love a thing like me.
I love how you steered off the prompt, brought it back and flew off again to create this. So many punches and you raise above each hit. Lots of great lines but the meaning in this is a powerful one.
Once Upon a time
There was a young girl
She dreamt and she wished
Not realising
One simple thing
To love herself was so
Important
From there she could do
Anything
She wanted a life
That she did not know
And from inside out
She would
slowly grow
A story begins
At any point in
The chapter can change
From inside
again
People come , places go
And a moral of a life
Begins to grow
A map is lost , inside
From time
That over and over and over again
Is the map of a path
From you to you
This little girl followed
And never knew
She was reaching for stars
And
They already
There
Her inner light
Had been hurt and hidden
Until the moment
She laid bare
Her feelings and fears
Her troubles too
Where placed side by side
With her positive YOU.
You mean ME?
I’m the star
That lights up
The lives of
Others
Who passes through
Each of my days
My purpose is clear
To be so good
My best self
Live , let go
Stand out
And let my star
Shine through.
Monday 17th June prompt. Photo prompt: Be so Good they can’t ignore you.
For writers pilgrim workshop by Lucinda Sieger time 10:25am