I continue to work my way through my new poetry workbook/journal, How to Write Poetry: A Guided Journal with Prompts to Ignite Your Imagination. Chapter 3 included a prompt to write about the similarities between humans and octopus with their 8 arms, 3 hearts and 0 bones. Below is the resulting piece that came to me one morning this week.
Octopus Oh, my friend, that I could have been born with eight arms to move through the world. I would reach even more with my helping hands spread in so many directions. And, not one, but three hearts! The life energy that must move through you! I think of the love I could express with a triad of pulsing organs centering my body in fluid space. You have no bones? No hard calcifications inside of you to render you firm? You make me dream of moving the soft tissue of my being with a flowing grace, elegant and spectacular.
This poem is part of an online collection I call Little Morsels of Delight.