Slice of Writing Ritual

Cello song:
my ritual retreat.

Deep and warm— 
flooding the air,
washing distraction away.

Rich and resonant—
vibrations 
soften the edges
of my day,
coaxing creativity
into the open. 

Low and inviting—
my response,
at this point,
Pavlovian.

The cello,
my signal:

I 
sink 
into 
writing.
Every day in the month of March, I am blogging with the team at Two Writing Teachers Blog as part of the Slice of Life Story Challenge.

6 Comments

  1. Joshua C

    What a beautiful poem. I love poetry because you never know what to expect. My mind goes one place while reading where yours took you. It’s almost like a form of time travel when they both collide.

    Thanks for sharing.

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  2. Betsy Hubbard

    Mmmm, I listened to a familiar cello melody once I got partway through this, in my mind anyway. You know the one, dada dee dadada dada dee dadada. I’m sure you’ve figured it out.
    Cello sounds are wonderful to sink into writing with.

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