Author's choice
Poetry Prompt
The past week’s poetry prompt my friend sent me was Author’s Choice, aka whatever inspiration comes to mind.
I was unsure of what I would write about, but given circumstances of being in Florida and the ‘woods’ of where my family lives I laid in bed last night and listened to the sounds of the insects and frogs outside.
Sometimes with being in Houston as I am now I can forget what it sounds like to have the ‘wilderness’ right outside the doors and windows. The way I grew up when my family moved out to where they are now back in 1993 when I was a few months out from 1st grade being done.
I mean do you ever reflect back on your life and wonder how things could have gone had one thing been different? It’s a bit wild to contemplate.
What if my family hadn’t moved from Orlando when they did out to the woods, literally the woods with a 20 minute drive in any direction to get ‘into’ town, any of them that surrounded us (save the tiny little areas considered parts of towns, but not always their own thing on a map)?
Not sure of the answer to that question or any similar to it, but I do know I have grown to believe God brought us out of Orlando for a reason and a purpose and one that left negative trajectories not possible. In such I am grateful for God’s perspective and the drive He put in my parents way back when to move to the country.
Either way as I listened to the sounds all around our house last night I wrote the poem to follow.
Walk in the Woods A moment to Ponder over yonder yester-years on wondrous wonders to wander through the epitome of specialty with a vestige wire, turn up the volume of angst in the bones~ a chorus of the woods plays over all else to tap into rhythm then glow flows ever soft in the dropped lines of wayward communication. ~hidden pauses~ ~By: A.J. Wagoner ©️2025
May the Father’s face shine upon you and encourage you today as you move forward! He loves you and cares deeply for you!
Blessings!
