All Sevens

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The 7x7x7x7 Writing Prompt :

Grab the 7th book from your bookshelf. Open it up to page 7. Pinpoint the 7th sentence on the page. Begin a poem that begins with that sentence and limit it in length to 7 lines.

 

The seventh book on my bookshelf happened to be Conversations With God by Neale Donald Walsch. The seventh sentence on the seventh page turned out to be short. I heaved a sigh of relief and hauled it out of its bracket.

 

Because some people are willing to actually listen

It is time for the sun to rise

To open the doors of your being

And let its warmth thaw

Your loneliness chilled heart

Let life flow in joyous warbles

And your voice be heard again.

 

This challenge was posted by Corinne Rodrigues who shares simple nuggets of wisdom through her blog Everyday Gyan. You can read her post here.

Thank you for blowing this trumpet in my ear Corinne. It cleared away a few cobwebs… Smile

 

How about teasing your brain with this challenge? Comin’ out to play…?

 

PS: If you haven’t read the Conversations With God trilogy, please do. It answered a lot of questions for me, perhaps it will for you too. I recommend it highly.

16 thoughts on “All Sevens

    1. Dagny Post author

      This isn’t real ‘poetry’ poetry Corinne..! This is just prose broken down. 🙂

      But yes, what would we be without those who ‘hear’ us? Frozen in isolation…

      xoxo
      Dagny

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  1. Harsh Rai Puri

    I think. Of what they take. They do…
    after seeking permission
    Or taking the other for granted
    and take regardless
    Is it an empty vacant transaction
    minus any value addition..
    Whatever the outcome, was it ever in our hands..?

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    1. Dagny Post author

      Harsh,

      You played already..! That was fast work..!!

      Btw,which book was this? Do mention.

      SO pleased to see you here 🙂

      Dagny

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    1. Dagny Post author

      As Rowling says, why should it not be the truth because it exists in your imagination? But food for thought, yes indeed.

      Thanks for coming by Suzy…

      Dagny

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    1. Dagny Post author

      You’ll play wont you Panchali? FB doesn’t allow more that 20 tags and I ran out while still at ‘N”. But I meant to tag you.
      I’ll be so pleased if you play. Please say you will? And do paste your link when you do…
      Thank for coming by… 🙂
      Dagny

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    1. Dagny Post author

      I am glad you ‘hopped over’ too Pixie. I read your poem… and a couple of other pieces. You write from your heart.

      I am pleased you think this poem is good. I firmly believe I can’t write poetry at all… and I never make the mistake of trying to rhyme anything. That is totally a no no for me. I’d like you to read the next post called ‘Why did you fail’. That is real poetry… I wish I could write like that. But I can’t, of course.

      Thanks for coming by… 😀
      Dagny

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    1. Dagny Post author

      That ‘damn good’ sounds so damn good, I am grinning fit to engulf my ears. Thank you sunshine… you lit up my day.
      xoxo
      Dagny

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    1. Dagny Post author

      Deepa, you are welcome to call it beautiful a few more times. I wont mind. 😀

      The universe always conspires to give you exactly the inputs you need at any point of time. I’ll check your poem out surely.

      xoxo
      Dagny

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  2. Vidya

    There was only one book on my bookshelf- Hitler’s autobiography. The 7th line on the 7th page was- ‘Forced to spend the whole of my life filling forms’…
    when in truth,
    I would love to fly
    like a bird in the sky,
    revelling in its infinity,
    revelling in my freedom,
    distant from entrapments,
    closer to my dreams….

    P.S. This is the worst of what I have ever written….but I just wanted to play 🙂

    Vidya

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    1. Dagny Post author

      Vidya,

      I think I am a little biased. Whatever you write seems perfectly fine to me. Still, if you say this was the worst you’ve written, I cannot contradict you. I have too much respect for your opinion. 😀
      The last line there lifted the poem out of itself and lent it wings.
      I am very happy you played. 😀
      xoxo
      Dagny

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