Note: Sahm at Because We’re Poets gave us Poetry Prompt #7: It’s a Gamble!: “Take a chance! This one ought to be a bit of fun. Hand-write a poem, something encouraging, in any form that you would like. Once finished, take a photo of your poem, and, if and when you get the chance, give that poem to somebody – anybody – that you think could be inspired by it. What I mean is, if you know someone that is hesitant about taking that first step towards writing their first book, or perhaps if you know someone who wants to change jobs but is afraid to make a move not because they can’t do it, but because they are unsure of themselves, give them your poem! It doesn’t even have to be someone you know. You could do what I’ve done, write the poem, and just leave it a place where people congregate, such as your local Starbucks. Call it a Random Act of Poetry!”
I was at the hospital visiting a friend and didn’t have much to do. So I grabbed a paper towel and placed this sonnet in the prayer room of the hospital. Peace and Godspeed to all who are battling illness and disease and also for their families and friends. May we never take for granted our own health.
Warm dice in the darkness of your cupped hand,
Skipping across light like clouds in heaven,
All eyes on which black dots on white will land,
None but you have rolled a double seven.
Karma, kismet, fate? Serendipitous –
You will walk away in strength and in love.
No chance of a crap shoot, life within us
Challenges the best in a test above.
Locked in your heart, your soul or your small toe,
Never did you need a trinket or sign
To achieve your goal, to battle your foe,
Becoming better day by day – you’ll shine.
Rabbit’s foot, wishbone, clover with leaves four?
Patience, prayers and hope for evermore.
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