Monday Poetry Train #38

The Reading Lamp
by Joy Renee

Beaming,
it sits upon the edge,
basking in its own shed
essence. In stillness it is
and in stillness it gives of
its substance. In serving
without stint its charge,
it reads by means
of its giving
a glowing
gospel of
effusive
largess.

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Like Friday's snippet, this one is hot off the keyboard. It was, in part, inspired by the image of that reading lamp which I got such a kick out of last week, I included it in Tuesday's post with a H/T to the blog I saw it on. I was thinking of posting the picture with only a caption as my Poetry Train contribution just because the pun was so fun and I figured it would tickle other word-wrights as much as myself. But then it occurred to me that I could at the very least attempt a haiku.

Soon I had too many syllables for a haiku so the next idea was to try making a shaped poem like some in the verse-novels of Ellen Hopkins which I featured on last weeks Poetry Train. The shape that came immediately to mind was so obvious I almost dismissed it as cliche. but without resorting to a table I had to settle for a symmetrical shape that could be created with centering alone.

The theme imposed itself without conscious intent at first and was likely a result of having begun to play with this immediately following Oprah's Big Give and Extreme Home Makeover on ABC this evening. And probably influenced as well by the reading in Eckart Tolle's A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life's Purpose which I've done this weekend in preparation for Monday evening's webinar with the Oprah Book Club.

OK that's enough babbling. I'm clicking the publish key before I get cold fingers.

Anybody feel that draft?