POEM STARTER
Write a blank verse poem on a topic that's important to you.
Blank verse poetry doesn't rhyme, but has a very strict structure which builds a melody through rhythm. (One way to create this is to structure each line with the same amount of syllables, and the same syllabic stresses, like you might if you were writing the verses of a song.)
Authentically Ethereal
_Our making of ourselves is set apart,_
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_Distinct, authentic, holding worlds within._
_Created each in difference, not the same,_
_To guard the vast originality of life._
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_And yet, we humans fashion random words,_
_To mark another as unlike ourselves._
_We craft a gaze that names them “different,”_
_As if that means they stand outside the whole._
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_But when I call us “ethereal,” I mean_
_Not beauty’s mask, or perfect, shallow form—_
_But something finer, delicate, and light,_
_The presence that we carry into rooms._
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_And this is what I grieve within my chest:_
_A world that judges faces, frames, and skin,_
_While never seeing what the spirit brings—_
_The hidden sparks that open up the dark._
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_For difference is a brilliance of its own,_
_A miracle, a sign of God’s design._
_If you look closely, people are like art:_
_Expressions, laughter, talents, fleeting dreams._
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_We break, we mend, then break, and mend again._
_Yet still, the beauty lingers through it all,_
_Alive in every fragile, fractured frame,_
_In other worlds, or in another life._
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_And me, with all my insecurities,_
_Still wrote these words, a proof of inner power._
_So yes—we all are rare, and luminous,_
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_We all are, still, authentically ethereal._
