Today's dual prompts from Poetic Asides and NaPoWriMo: (1) write a "memory" poem, and (2) write a "creation myth". I found these a little hard to reconcile, unless one might write about a memory that's been "mythologized". I went instead with a real memory, though perhaps a little romanticized, and turned it into a creation story, Biblical language and all.
1. In the beginning
there was a young woman
and a young man.
2. And it came to pass
that she came to pass him,
slumped and pensive in a chair
in the student lounge,
wool navy watch cap pulled
over his head, and one day
she paused and came back
and spake with him.
3. And Lo, she found him deep
and dark and he found her
sweet and innocent, with the
birth of Heaven in her blue eyes,
and one day after a long conversation
he said unto her, “Willst thou come
with me to the cinema?”
And she said yea.
4. And it came to pass they did date,
and verily they were smitten by love,
and soon they were wed, and
they begat three handsome sons
and brought another into their home.
5. And one son and his mate
begat two lovely girls, and
they all lived happily as a family,
all created because one evening
she was brave enough to say hello.