Here is one more poem I wrote during PhoneMe workshop last week. If you want to explore our interactive map, go to www.phonemeproject.com
Prompt: Write about something insignificant.
to Dust
I want to lift you up,
your name, oh Dust!
and glorify your presence.
You are the pollen
of morning roses.
The layered beauty
of leaves and petals.
You are the fibers
of teary love notes.
The softened scratches
of midnight passions.
You are the soil
of marshes, meadows.
The deafening roars
of mighty oceans.
You are the essence
of human nature.
Our skin, our hair,
our breath, our heartbeat.
Majestic Dust!
As ancient as
the burnt meteorites
At the birth of planets.
As regal as
the rarest jewels
At the feet of victors.
I want to lift you up,
towards the sun
oh, Dust!
and bask in your golden glory.