toast

The Big Tent Poetry prompt this week was to think about something that is getting us down, and then write a poem as if a cure for the problem has already happened.

I struggled with this one. A couple things have been getting me down lately, but it seems ungrateful to whine about them. The weather has been severe, but I acknowledge that it is beautiful. I've had a rotten cold, but I am feeling better, and I certainly didn't have anything serious. My job is a giant ball of stress these days, and it certainly saps my creative energies, but I am lucky to have a good job. So what to write about?

I decided to pick something that had me feeling hopeless just a few of weeks ago, and already, we are hopeful as we anticipate the path to recovery. I am overjoyed.

toast

recently, she asked for toast

and just 4 weeks ago

that wouldn't have been

eventful at all

now the request

for crispy, heated slices of bread

gives me cause

to lift my voice in cheer

righteousness is restored

when a hatemonger's bullet can go

through the speech center

of a person's brain

and the voice of a patriot

is regained.

Copyright © 2011 Nan P.

*With this little poem, I am sending out a positive affirmation that with hard work, a full recovery for Rep. Gabrielle Giffords is possible.