Onward for Read Write Poem

[This week Read Write Poem prompted us to choose a book that called to us, collect the final noun or verb from several chapters and compose a 10-20 line poem using those words. I'll tell you more about my words and their origin after the poem. Check out the poems from others this week here.]



Onward

A clock ticks ever forward,
the road brings us ever to what will be,
not to what was.
We come to see:
houses become homes with the love inside;
children grow into parents themselves;
people embrace the nerve to make horrors disappear;
beleaguering disgust may be drown by the cleansing water of tears.
A clock ticks ever forward,
the road brings us ever to what will be,
not to what was.




[My words were from the ends of the all the chapters in Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West by Gregory Maguire. The words were: road, see, clock, parents, water, disgust, children, horrors, nerve, disappeared, was, home house beleaguering, drown, come. I think I tried to stay away from using the words with the weight of their meaning in the novel. If I had, I think the poem would have been very dark. It was kind of hard not to spiral downward on this - some of the words could easily send me there.]