Today I’ve opted to use the official NaPoWriMo prompt of creating a poem based on a headline you wish you’d see.
Actions speak louder than thoughts:
A new radical mental health treatment
has been released today.
It relieves guilt and unease
from negative or intrusive thoughts.
Today I’ve opted to use the Local Gems Poetry Press prompt of writing about a time I did something against the norm.
It does no good
to dwell on how you hurt me.
But I suppose you’ll never know
how I spared you from an even greater pain.
Your best friend knew you did me wrong
when you cheated with… him.
Yet when she offered to hook me up
with any one of her friends for my leaving party…
I declined.
Unwilling and unable to hurt you in kind.
Courvoisier and peach Snapple
packed a lesser punch than losing you.
Emotional scars and stretch marks are ley lines
on the path back to self-love.
Today I’ve opted to use the Local Gems Poetry Press prompt.
I’m in somewhat of a fractured yet healing place right now. I’ve no idea where this journey is taking me. I just know I’ve become much more sensitive lately, and that I’m finding no humour in mockery, derision or malice. A knife edge between sanity and salvation.
For many years I’ve been guarded,
a mound around my heart
commemorating lost hope.
Yet as I work on showing kindness to myself,
this vault contains a trust
where I may also place the kindness of others.
Today I’ve opted to use the official NaPoWriMo prompt.
1. Acknowledge your pain.
2. Understand that time would have changed you even if pain didn’t.
3. Figure out who you are, were and wish to be.
4. Reconcile those selves.
5. Be kinder to yourself each day until it becomes second nature.
6. Enjoy the fruits of your labour: a self you are proud of.
Today I opted to use the Local Gems Poetry Press prompt of a two line poem. I recently pondered on the little I knew about my biological mum in the short time I knew her before her passing.
You liked Culture Club, made magnificent scrambled eggs,
tried to save her, and lived for the love of your family.
Today I opted to use both the official NaPoWriMo prompt and the Local Gems Poetry Press prompt so I’ve written a Shadorma about distraction.
Distracted…
possibilities
are jaunting.
Hours slip by
effortlessly as I’m left
enthused each moment.
Today I’ve opted for the official NaPoWriMo prompt.
Winter is coming
in the middle of Spring.
Fire up your hearths
and your wolf pelt skins.
Barring that try a hoodie,
a jumper that’s fluffy.
With a cup of hot cocoa
that helps you feel lovely.
With Bojo as Joffrey that’s ruling the realm
whilst Cummings like Tywin is truly at helm.
But I’m King of the North and I say stuff em.
Whether it’s bread cake, barm cake or oven top muffin…
We can all agree the weather here’s shit,
But we’ll never complain, nope not one bit.
Today I went with the Local Gems Poetry Press prompt of beginning each line with the same word.
Maybe I haven’t achieved all I wanted.
Maybe roadblocks were mountains as I were pedestrian.
Maybe perseverance is the lesson.
Maybe everything really is random.
Maybe serendipity is broken clocks ceasing in unison.
Maybe trying to understand is another game we play.
Maybe I’m afraid of maybes.
Maybe the guttural chords of regret are echoes.
Maybe echoes are a blessing for those who can hear.
Maybe rumination is a sign that you’ve lived.
Maybe allow yourself to live once more.
Maybe greatness is your heart’s gilded armour.
Maybe splinters see themselves as grand oaks.
Maybe is the space between ideas and experiences.
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Honestly I really wasn’t feeling today’s official prompt. Luckily Local Gems Poetry Press had me covered.
Cornered in a park.
Ash ran back/called the siren.
Sis to the rescue.
Today I’ve opted to use the official NaPoWriMo prompt of The Road Not Taken. When I was 19 I had a graphic design internship with the Lesbian and Gay Foundation but I found myself pulled more into the performing arts opportunities that Contact provided as part of Contact Young Actors Company. I recently pondered what would have happened if I’d continued down the graphics and web design path rather than my love of the stage after booting up Photoshop and seeing so much has changed in the last decade.
Here is today’s effort By Design:
It’s easy to ponder the road not taken.
Scuppering speed-bumps,
Calamitous collisions,
Punishing potholes…
… All littered the life I’ve lived.
Yet I’ve found friendship,
and embraced opportunities.
Song, script and stage
made man into mage.
Weaving fantasy and reality
Into an arcane tapestry.
Though I replaced
brushstrokes with keystrokes.
I did so by design.
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