Today, I had to search for something to write. As I paged through my notebook for inspiration, I found a prompt from my poetry writing group: When does someone become a friend? This is a draft of a poem I wrote.
Untitled Poem (Draft)
- You became my friend when you listened to me rand and didn’t run.
- When you told me I had spinach in my teeth after lunch
- When we laughed so hard, we almost convulsed and collapsed
- When we shared painful secrets, then rejoiced in how far we each had come
- When you sat next to me in silence because neither of us knew what to say
- When I learned I could be myself, and you would love me anyway
My lack of an idea led me back to something I had forgotten. I will work on revising this week.
Rita DiCarne 
What an interesting prompt to explore. Each of your lines speaks so strongly of friendship! This line particularly stood out to me: “When you sat next to me in silence because neither of us knew what to say”
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Thank you.
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It’s nice to go through older pieces of writing and find new gems.
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Nice connections! I always know a keeper when they tell me if something is in my teeth. 🙂
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such a good prompt that I actually work through in my own personal journaling about relationships and evolving connections. Thank you for sharing these sweet statements.
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One of my notes to myself on beginning this year’s challenge, was to revise old poetry. So I think its totally legit, and your poem brings forth a wonderful question- when does someone become a friend?
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This is so beautiful, Rita, and I could envision each part of it. The most powerful line for me was, “When we shared painful secrets, then rejoiced in how far we each had come.” I am so lucky to have several friends like this.
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A great prompt, and a reminder to look back into our notebooks. Thanks for that–and for the ideas of what makes a friend.
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