Ghazal
Now try writing your own ghazal that takes the form of a love song – however you want to define that. Observe the conventions of the repeated word, including your own name (or a reference to yourself) and having the stanzas present independent thoughts along a single theme – a meditation, not a story.
Love is a stream, she said, a process
It took me a while to understand, to process
Past lives were like past loves, eager and ending
Love had always been a trial for me, a process
She bid me look at poor flowers, in suburban gardens
I felt my senses come alive, a slow, burning process
Some things come together to form the same
things differently. The laws of repetition, of process
No alpha or omega, no middle or twilight or morning
Existing before there was 'before', it was always just process
Were you there, even so, in past lives and dramas
leading me toward you, like a great and powerful process?
