This was a really powerful creative experience for me. I used a writing exercise based on the poem by George Ella Lyon.
Thanks for the challenge.
I am from mile high mountains
and mile deep mines;
Victorian elegance yielding to verdigris;
Batholithic granite, strong and sturdy;
Copper in my veins; molybdenum in my soul.
I am from do more with less
—it’s more than enough;
Be creative, and use your resources;
Hold your head up--
You are the daughter of a King.
I am from Sourdough pancakes and chokecherry syrup;
Strong morning coffee in bone china mugs;
From beans for dinner,--
and for them’s that don’t like beans, dinner’s over.
I am from a banjo’s song on lilac scent--
Melodically rolling the song of my heart;
Echoing summertime dreams to the Hilands,
still blanketed in cold winter’s snow.
I am from treasures tucked in steamer chests;
Book-lined walls of hard back spines,
Sheltering delicate ethereal dreams;
A rogue’s gallery of likenesses, eyes otherworldly,
hewn likewise of where
I am from.