When I’m spinning,
the records swirling,
the beats flowing,
my heart, on my sleeve, is showing.
When I’m writing,
the characters developing,
the words dropping,
my soul, there for all to see, I am baring.
When I’m reading,
the characters to life are springing,
the world within I am seeing,
my thoughts, committed and caring, I am not sparing.
When I’m playing,
my muscles and joints aching,
my senses firing and nerves tingling,
my body, thrown about, I am sacrificing.
In everything I am doing,
from sunrise to when it is setting,
some piece of myself I am always giving,
planning, caring, gaming, loving.
Meraki, now that’s the key.
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Rara has again inspired me with one of her Prompts for the promptless:
Meraki [may-rah-kee] This is a word that modern Greeks often use to describe doing something with soul, creativity, or love — when you put “something of yourself” into what you’re doing, whatever it may be.
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Ooh, I like this one! Maybe it was the first few lines about dj-ing that got me thinking about music and such, but it read with a beat 🙂
I had a beat in my head as I was writing. So, glad that it came through.
Nicely done.
Thank you!
I like this!
Thanks! 🙂
Love it, I could hear the beat of it as I read as well!
Hooray! 😀
Yes it definitely reads with a beat. Very clever! Loved it!
I don’t think there is anything quite so fine as having people enjoy something you created the way you wanted it to be enjoyed.
Cadence, pure cadence….and the beat goes on.
😀 love that phrase, and the beat goes on, it can be applied to so many things in this whirlwind we call life.
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Wow… and what? I didn’t know you wrote poetry! Where have I been???
We like to mix it up here, dabble in a little bit of everything if you will, poetry, fiction, silliness, and even the truth from time to time. Now, may or may not be one of those times. 😉
Ahhh, keep me guessing huh! I like the poem a lot. It’s good to change things up! But what is this truth you speak of? I must google this strange sounding word. Ha!
I’d be interested to see what google has to say on the subject… I thought I’d made it up.
Ha ha! It said something about being the opposite of fiction… I believe it’s called non-fiction? To live in this place called “reality”??? All sounds a little boring.
If there are no dragons in this “reality” then I want no part of it.
OK, I will order dragons for you. And for me? I choose flight. Even though I am scared of heights in reality, I have always wanted to fly! So proud of this one little three year old at school that had a crack at it… even though he broke his arm! Go hard or go home I say.
In this world, you never know unles you try… just because it has never worked before doesn’t mean it won’t work for you. I appluad the spirit!
I like your flow, its the only way to go! When you words are droppin’ , your heart is talkin’. I like to rhyme too about me and my boo. I really like your post! Its better than most! Thanks for making me rap, now I really need a nap!
I hope your nap finds you well, because, gee, that would be swell, and you’ll need to stock up your energy, for all that campin’ ahead of thee. Thanks for stopping by, and droppin’ some rhymes on the fly, I’m glad you enjoyed my lines, luckily, I charge no fines, no dimes, for the times when we rhyme. That’s how we go, how we flow, her in the kingdom, the place this jester’s from.
word!
bird?
I love this! The pace, the beat, the rhythm– so great! Plus, the meaning is great. It’s good to always do things with meraki! 😀
Completely agree. If you aren’t doing something with a bit of a soul, with putting a bit of yourself into, then why are you doing it at all… Thanks for the prompt! Had a lot of fun writing this one.
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