So NaPoWriMo has come to an end. I would say this has been pretty successful, lots of fun ideas were explored and I've got the seeds of some potentially great material. Some of my pieces have been stronger than others but that was sort of what I expected from writing a poem a day. I'm… Continue reading NaPoWriMo #30 – Can You Write Your Own Elegy?
A flower, found tenacious in a dark room, pale and in wait of light to turn towards.
So, this is an idea that I've had bubbling in my notebook for some time but a very dear friend of me told me that they had similar plans so it seemed like a sign to put something out there. Hopefully, they won't think I've stolen their idea. Plant your feet far apart and… Continue reading NaPoWriMo #28 – Advice For My Daughter
I was raised on bread and butter lies, bland yet just more than enough to stop my stomach growling in the search for answers. My body filled, my soul needs something more. The truth is a gourmet meal, carefully prepared and served up, garnished gently, oozing juices ready to be sopped up by the thickest crust.… Continue reading NaPoWriMo #27 – Hard To Swallow
Strings I strum, beauty from pulled apart agony. Chords and notes, made by moving metal, metal moving air, air moving skin and art moving heartstrings.
I would not trade away a second of my life. Pain is a poor teacher but it gets the point across. Think of all the rich men lying beside a box whose beeps are gradually slowing down. Eliminating all their zeroes for a minute more of pain.
I've lived my life like I am waiting for the final fifteen minutes of the film. Drinking besides men who'll smoke anything except the brand their father bought. Listening for the last call, the fights for taxi cabs, hoping to see Cinderella dressed in rags - hear the music swell and give a great speech,… Continue reading NaPoWriMo #24 – Cigarette Burns