For Day 17 of OctPoWriMo:
The prompt wasn’t working for me today, but the suggested form, an Abcderian, a 26-line poem, each line beginning with the next letter of the alphabet, sounded like fun.
Abcderian for Peace Accompany the Breath with a mantra, Clear and short sounds. Dare we call them words? Every inhale and exhale Finds its rhythm, almost Genius. How many times have I read about this peace Juxtaposed against chaos Kin opposites brought to Light of day. But Most folks unaware Nod off to Oblivion. We must Pay attention, Question, then Reconnoiter and Steer ourselves Toward tranquility, toward Understanding. It’s no time for Vacuity. Let calm replace an- Xiety and fear. Allow no Yahoos to tamper with our Zeal for balance, for peace.