Happy eve of New Year’s Eve!
Everywhere I tune in these days I hear people talking about what a terrible year 2016 has been and good riddance to it.
I don’t feel that way at all. For me 2016 has been a wonderful year. Hubby and I are still living together in peace, we visited our distant kids three times, had a fabulous summer holiday, welcomed another beautiful granddaughter, and were spared major illnesses, accidents, falls, fires, earthquakes, storms, and floods.
Poetry-wise it hasn’t been bad either. The number of poems I wrote this year is 97 and the number of times I participated in Poetry Friday is 37.
What’s with all the 7s?
I know! Seven seems to be my little buddy (in addition to those two, there are a total of eight 7s in our address and two phone numbers). Thus when I read the prompt “Write a number poem” in Diane Lockward’s The Crafty Poet II (a wonderful book for poetry craft and prompts, by the way) I had to choose seven. The threshold of 2017 seems the right time to share it.
It’s not that it is a prime
number of perfection
the completion of an entire week
or that it’s the address of heavenly bliss.
And though its association
with itch and deadly sins fascinate
the reason I fall for 7
is how often it has fallen for me…
so often in address and phone number
I fear one day to find myself
at 6s and 7s to remember
where all those 7s belong.
© 2016 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
What number would you choose for a number poem?
And now I’d like to wish all my Poetry Friday Friends a 2017 so 7-perfect it deserves a 10!
This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Donna (the BOLD) at Mainely Write.