A blessing for my daughter…

I am casting a brick here, for Jilly . I have borrowed this form from Imelda,, who used the form for her challenge last month. This is what she said then:

When I was thinking of a challenge to post in Jill’s collaborative poetry challenge, I was thinking of writing a Quatern.  I love the repeating patterns in a Quatern.  I think I love shadow poetry in general.  But, as I was reading about Quaterns again, I came across another shadow poetry form that I have not done yet, a Retourne.  I thought it will be a lovely form to try.  Essentially, a Retourne is  a poem that has 4 quatrains with 8 syllables on each line. The lines do not need to rhyme.  In a Retourne,  next three lines of the first stanza become the first line of the succeeding quatrains.  As you can see, I used the second line of the first stanza to begin the first line of the second stanza.  So, the third stanza should have the third line of the first stanza as the first line, and so on.

I think it’s a lovely form for a collaborative poem. I’ve just done the first stanza for you. It’s a blessing – for my daughter, who will be 16 tomorrow (gulp!)

May your heart sing like the ocean,
May the air be clear around you,
May your midnight flame burn bright,
May your feet find firm ground to stand…


A blessing for my son.

May you always
know the ocean,
the steady beat
of her waves,
the great width
of her strength.

Even if you live
locked in a
land-locked city,
may you dream of
the sea.

May you always feel
the joy you feel
at the first sight
of the blue sea
sparking in summer;
the awe you feel
at the power of
the waves
in a winter storm.

May you always know
the salt water
in your
own blood.

Morning blessing

May the morning light
drift over you
gentle as
golden silk

May your eyes open
on hope:
a green seedling,
an opening flower,
soft in the
morning light.

May your ears catch
a tumble of birdsong,
a whisper of breath,
in the morning quiet.

May morning enter
your ears, your eyes,
your heart,
filling your day
with the colour
of peace,
the peace of colour.

May your hands reach
into the light,
and fill themselves
with warmth.

May you taste the
of this new day,

May you smell the clean
of a new

May your first thoughts
be full
of compassion

your first words
full of joy
and love.

Paul Scribbles is running the show at dVerse tonight, and asking for blessings.