A full week of poems down. Something is beginning. This feels good. This is fun. Looking forward to more. More writing begets more writing.
Today’s prompt was a tritina. Just when I was getting a little tired of trying new forms and thinking about going back to free-verse. I quite liked this form though. Hope you enjoy!
Scattered throughout time
are the memories of my family;
I see them in the mirror.
Their stories parallel, mirror,
repeat, and recur throughout time;
speaking in the voice of my family.
Wherever I go, I seek my family,
I seek them in the mirror,
I seek them in the history of time.
Time is the mirror that shows me my family.