No Words words escape me, are out of reach or just not there at all this thirteenth poem just won’t come it’s hidden behind a wall no consonants no vowels no hyphens, commas, no sound only a heavy silence and blank page no poem to be found It’s not much, but it is a poem.… Continue reading Day 13
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A Speck in Time
[Day 12 prompt: write a poem about something small. So many things in life are overwhelming, gigantic, creating feelings of insignificance. Our sense of time, past, present, and future, the world, disease and poverty. We are just one piece of a very large puzzle and are important regardless of our function.] A Speck in Time… Continue reading A Speck in Time
Day 11
[Today’s prompt is to write a poem about a very large thing. Interpret this how you will. Enjoy.] i feel small i feel like an ant, or how I believe one would, crawling along a sidewalk falling into cracks, using every ounce of strength to scale the heights back to the scorching concrete. i feel… Continue reading Day 11
And for an encore…
Day 10, one day early! Snowing in spring [ and yes, it did!] It’s snowing today but it shouldn’t be. it’s April now, it’s spring, we should have rain, shouldn’t we? it was twenty yesterday, warm and sunny. it’s only 6 today and cloudy. the air is muggy, hanging heavy, a mix of snow and… Continue reading And for an encore…
Day 9 Insanity
a world torn apart by ignorance and indiscriminate bloodshed incapable to accept the diverse nature of our humanity. obsessive greed, maniacal, intense, hate. The challenge today was write a nonet. A nonet is a syllabic poem where, in this case, is made up of 9 lines. The first line has 9 syllables, the second 8,… Continue reading Day 9 Insanity
Day 8
My Other Self I’m split in two, an innie an outie and lost somewhere in between. By outward appearances, I embrace the world, caring, supportive and helpful. The outie in me projects a truthful nature open and true to life. A contagious chuckle, a dry wit and a glass half full kinda gal. A true… Continue reading Day 8
Day Seven
[a hard time coming] You know it’s not easy when empty and uninspired without a muse that speaks to you, and a mind devoid of thought.It’s a daily struggle, especially in April when the pressure is high, and your well is dry. It’s hard to do something at the drop of a hat, it’s like… Continue reading Day Seven
If I knew then
If I had an inkling I’d be forced into retirement, the choice not one of my making. If I had known I’d be a widow at 41 left to raise my son alone, to fend for myself. If I had known, I’d become damaged beyond repair by a relationship so toxic it made me sick.… Continue reading If I knew then
Nothing better than…
There’s nothing better than… … … …spending time with a stranger, sharing the intimate bits and pieces of lives gone awry. The camaraderie of struggles similar yet worlds apart. There’s nothing better than … … … …understanding the physical pain and mental anguish of waking in unfamiliar surroundings, bruised and battered, aching and sore. The… Continue reading Nothing better than…
Day 4
Today’s prompt…write a poem . . . in the form of a poetry prompt. Tell Me a Story tell me about life, yours. speak of what you’ve done, your challenges. tell me of your hopes and wishes, your dreams. share with me the worst day ever, your nightmares. tell us about freedom, yours. speak of… Continue reading Day 4