Hello All. Today’s prompt was to write a poem inspired by an entry from the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. I was not familiar with this work, but some of the words are pretty interesting. I chose one of the simplest, yet, I think, one of the most powerful. Thank you for the visit.
xeno
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
The Eyes are the Window Puppies rumble in a clumsy prance, Our gaze meets, just a glance. Glimmer little xeno Glimmer and glow A shared chuckle the eyes can show. His nod crystal clear, Her bow will adhere. Flicker little xeno Flicker and glow Without language they say hello. The toddler pounces and hugs your knees He smiles, you wink, a grandparent pleased. Sparkle little xeno Sparkle and glow Spreading a spec of the love you know. Strangers across the noisy room, Eyes rolling to fight the gloom. Kindle little xeno Kindle and sough Comradery can make the joy flow. Tripping, the senior might come to harm My eyes meet yours, reflecting alarm Fuel little xeno Fuel and grow Uniting strangers, a rescue to bestow Even when we are socially apart These tiny connections build the heart Ignite little xeno Ignite and Flow And keep helping our humanity grow.
This is perfect and so uplifting! ✨
Thank you Rachael. I enjoyed the discovery.
The repetition of “little xeno” works well.
Oh, and a slight nod in your direction. ;)
A little bow back at you :)