Today I’ve opted to use the official NaPoWriMo prompt of writing a poem about the meaning of my name.
Babe named Gift from God
in Swahili by his dad
from Tanzania.
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NaPoWriMo Day 13 – Actions speak louder than thoughts
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.
NaPoWriMo Day 12 – Aristotimus Disintegrator
Today I’ve opted to the official NaPoWriMo prompt of using both Lempriere’s Classical Dictionary and the Historical Dictionary of Science Fiction.
As a result I wrote a Ukiah based on the reign of Aristotimus in the ancient Greek city of Elis. I was eager to find the Statue of Cylon however in another fun twist that linked to the prompt I was linked to figurines from Battlestar Galactica.
Corrupt as a Scarlet Moon,
Forty-score exiles
till Aetolian sunset.
NaPoWriMo Day 11 – The Path to Self-Love
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.
NaPoWriMo Day 10 – Trust
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.
NaPoWriMo Day 9 – Letter to a Healing Soul
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.
NaPoWriMo Day 8 – Imperfecto Memoriam
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.
NaPoWriMo Day 7 – Distracted by Shadorma
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.
NaPoWriMo Day 5 – Maybe
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.
Photo credit: Edited version of an original image by Woohyuck Jang operating under a royalty free licence.
NaPoWriMo Day 4 – Neon Draconis
Today I opted to use the official NaPoWriMo prompt of using an image from SpaceLiminalBot on Twitter to inspire my writing.
I am the unknown entity
that lurks beneath
a grungy neon cityscape.
Ancient magicks
and cyberpunk dystopia
collide like Hadron’s incantations.
Sacral wings,
cybernetic tendrils…
that soar, spread and replicate
Malevolent manifestations.
Though I keep my lair
in the forgotten places
I exist within all spaces.
Obsidian flight shines ominously.
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