all I asked from you was
respect
and truth
my love returned
effort matched
you watched
as I burned
in your lies
shallow derision
you should know
I'm beautiful
I'm whole
I'm deserving
so thank you for letting
me go
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Saturday, April 15, 2017
day 15, the middle
caught between longing
for beautiful times since past
and anticipating, waiting
to become
will I ever be happy
or loved or complete
or content in the middle
where things stand still
for beautiful times since past
and anticipating, waiting
to become
will I ever be happy
or loved or complete
or content in the middle
where things stand still
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
day 11, rejecting the prompt
staring into the pitch black night
nothing but stars
missing my city lights
a simpler existence
a slower pace
fighting a constant longing ache
that can't be shut out
by a change of place
never finding that missing piece
nothing but stars
missing my city lights
a simpler existence
a slower pace
fighting a constant longing ache
that can't be shut out
by a change of place
never finding that missing piece
Monday, April 10, 2017
day 10, portrait
animated brown eyes
hint of mania
stiff forced smile
to hide the pain
soft brown hair
a touch of curl
shrill excitement
awkward grace
dancing through
a too-short race
hint of mania
stiff forced smile
to hide the pain
soft brown hair
a touch of curl
shrill excitement
awkward grace
dancing through
a too-short race
Sunday, April 9, 2017
day 9, 9 lines, magic nine
every carefully planned stage
revolved around them
a balm to soothe her rage
meaning for him, a way to connect
a guide to navigate old age
healing for decades of abuse
a key to unlock the pain-filled cage
tied to their tiniest whim
only seen as a personal stage
revolved around them
a balm to soothe her rage
meaning for him, a way to connect
a guide to navigate old age
healing for decades of abuse
a key to unlock the pain-filled cage
tied to their tiniest whim
only seen as a personal stage
Saturday, April 8, 2017
day 8, repetition
work hard, play hard
never enough
work hard, no fun
never enough
play hard, slack off
never enough
fall in love, give them your all
never enough
change everything, improve everything
never enough
achieve their goals
never enough
achieve your goals
never enough
Friday, April 7, 2017
day 7, luck and fortuitousness
a picture at the right time
fireworks on cue
a hand when loneliness overwhelmed
a hand when loneliness overwhelmed
encouragement to take a leap
a life forever changed
for good
a life forever changed
for good
Thursday, April 6, 2017
day 6, different points of view
a hero and role model
someone he strives to be
a life partner and lost love
she loses herself in grief
a harmless, dirty old man
they pity what he had become
an abuser, torturer, tormentor,
she can never forgive
someone he strives to be
a life partner and lost love
she loses herself in grief
a harmless, dirty old man
they pity what he had become
an abuser, torturer, tormentor,
she can never forgive
Wednesday, April 5, 2017
day 5, nature
cobweb lightning stabbing
behind the eyes
and in the dimming sky
pressure building
in the temples
and tingling atmosphere
dull thunderous roars
in the distance
and in the head
the tension breaks
as rain falls
mixed with tears
Tuesday, April 4, 2017
twofer
Day 3, an elegy
Sondheim and Phantom
the tunes of our summers
and weekends.
state fairs, show tunes,
Pictionary, polka,
turtles, tears,
movies and matinees.
a soul mate and kindred spirit
taken from the world
too soon.
"not a day goes by" when I
won't "think of you".
Day 4, an enigma
soft cotton sheets,
her favorite roses,
sun beams on a brick road
to Oz. a twist
of lemon and joy
inside out over
the color of her hair.
Sondheim and Phantom
the tunes of our summers
and weekends.
state fairs, show tunes,
Pictionary, polka,
turtles, tears,
movies and matinees.
a soul mate and kindred spirit
taken from the world
too soon.
"not a day goes by" when I
won't "think of you".
Day 4, an enigma
soft cotton sheets,
her favorite roses,
sun beams on a brick road
to Oz. a twist
of lemon and joy
inside out over
the color of her hair.
Sunday, April 2, 2017
Day 2, A Recipe
combine all ingredients:
passion, obsession,
anxiety, depression,
intensity, feminism,
loyalty, optimism,
honesty, sympathy,
compassion, empathy,
kindness, constant need to perfect,
loneliness, and hearts that have seen
much neglect
Saturday, April 1, 2017
Another year, another NaPoWriMo
Day 1, I may be a little rusty at this (and I'm not really up to the prompt)
staring at the screen
again. anxiety strangling
every thought with
thorn covered what if vines.
what if
I fail
I'm always alone
I never help him
or her
or anyone
ever
the things that I do
are forgotten by the
family I never could have.
staring at the screen
again. anxiety strangling
every thought with
thorn covered what if vines.
what if
I fail
I'm always alone
I never help him
or her
or anyone
ever
the things that I do
are forgotten by the
family I never could have.
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