We don’t wake with a jolt anymore.
We just scrape across the floor
and look for our dignity,
rummaging in our pockets to see
if we can find any more.
We used to be urgent and aroar.
Now we’re just simple and sore.
We used to strive – to be.
We don’t wake with a jolt anymore.
We know we should be bold or
work to build scrapers that soar,
but we pass what we see,
cut out all roaring humanity.
We’re all aft; there’s no one fore.
We don’t wake with a jolt anymore.
/ / /
This poem was written in response to Wordle 21 at The Sunday Whirl. I was inspired to write a rondeau by an article in the October issue of The Writer which I am currently reading on my nook.
Love this poem! I can totally relate. And you’ve managed a rondeau to boot!
“We’re all aft; there’s no one fore. We don’t wake with a jolt anymore” is perfect!
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Marianne, thank you. I’m glad you like those last two lines.
Richard
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I love your choice to repeat the line you did…..with each appearance, it’s as if I’ve been taken by the shirt collar and shaken a bit to wake me up. There’s another prompt out there somewhere, I read on another’s blog, to employ the rondeau. Perhaps it was on Mike Patrick’s blog? If I come across where the prompt was, I’ll let you know so you can link there, as well.
Great use of the wordle words, too. 🙂
well done, my friend,
Paula
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Yep — it was Mike. He responded to the prompt at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2011/09/x-marks-spot.html
pw
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Paula, thank you. I just had to repeat “jolt” and that line came to me. I like the way you describe how it felt to you. I wanted it to have that effect. I wasn’t sure if it did or not. I’ll check out the link – thanks.
Richard
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Hooray! I’m glad you posted this on Real Toads. I love it when people spontaneously erupt in strict formats. Huh, that sounded kind of like a disease, but I meant it as a compliment. Don’t mind me, I presented the challenge and all I could come up with at first was a poem about zombies. Sigh.
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Grace, “spontaneously erupt in strict formats” cracked me up. Thanks for the laugh – and for your zombie poem. I really liked it. (I haven’t written a zombie poem yet). I think I’ll be keeping an eye on Real Toads now.
Richard
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A rondeau and a wordle? Richard, I would have thought it impossible, yet it is beautifully done. And using “jolt” in the repeating line? That’s just showing off.
Please go to Real Toads (Paula’s link above) and post. There are only a few so far and they are all great. This will fit in perfectly.
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Mike, I know. What was I thinking? I’m not sure it’s “beautifully done”, but I won’t refuse praise. Thanks.
I did go to Real Toads. I enjoyed everyone’s rondeaux.
Richard
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A jolt is not the best thing to wake up with – I can think of alternative choices! LOL
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Jinksy, you’ve got a point there. But too many people sleepwalk through their own lives; they’re the ones who need a jolt.
Richard
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And I too think we need that jolt from time to time! Your rondeau is fun, accomplished and a salutary lesson to this rather jaded poet!
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Your expertise shines through, Richard… wordle and rondeau? I’m impressed! I love the rhythmic sway in this. Thanks for your support, too.
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Laurie, thank you. I think it’s good for me to try forms like this; it stretches me. I’m glad you thought it had “rhythmic sway”.
Richard
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To work with form and a word prompt is no mean feat, I am sure but you have done so with aplomb. Thank you for sharing your work on Real Toads.
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Kerry, thanks for stopping by. I’m glad Paula told me about Real Toads. It was fun reading other’s rondeaux.
Richard
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Beautiful done. I too, like the repeating in it.
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Cathy, thank you. Isn’t it funny how we’re no supposed to repeat in prose, but it works in poetry?
Richard
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Oh, the horrors of getting older…
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Caddoc, thank you. Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
Richard
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I haven’t woken with a jolt for years. Aroar is a great word!!
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Pete, thanks. At first, “aroar” was going to my version of “roaring”, one of the wordle words, but I snuck that one in too. Glad you like it.
Richard
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Richard, I applaud you on this rondeau and wordle combination. Well penned and oh so true.
Pamela
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Pamela, thanks. I may have bitten off more than I can chew, but then, that’s what revision is for.
Richard
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Thank you for the rondeau. I love the repetition, too. In oral traditions, repetition helps the teller remember specific parts of stories, and keep the tellings cohesive through generations. You’ve got me considering the idea of story tellers as poets.
“We’re all aft; there’s no one fore” heightens my fear for our future.
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Brenda, thanks. I like the repetition that you can do in poetry. I’m terrible at rhyme, but there are so many other ways to do it.
I’m glad you like/fear that line. I fear it too sometimes.
Richard
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I so love this – it is perfection. Wow, Mr Walker – way to write a rondeau! I love the “rummaging in our pockets” to find more dignity. Hee hee.
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Sherry, thank you. Isn’t it a shame that some treat dignity like spare change?
Richard
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Viv, thanks for the kind comment. I don’t think you’re jaded at all.
Richard
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