Poetry

The Truth of the Truth

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You say I didn’t love you,

but here is the truth of the truth,

that you don’t want to hear,

I loved you too much, too much to bear.






I would have loved you,





until one lie became many,





until I lost every penny,





betting on the games you played,





until everything I grew, decayed,





until I could be swayed, away,





from the life I laid,





until no one else remained around,





as I followed you to the ground,





until I ran out of time, 





to have a child of mine,





until my kindness, turned to weakness,





and meekness,





until I gave in, to let you win,





against my own common sense,





and I bent, and I bent,





until I broke my skin from within.










Until I had nothing left,





but my love for you,





and the destruction of my life,





offered up as proof.










Your happiness relied,





on giving up mine.










I have nothing left to give,





So, please just let me live,





Just let me live.











			

	


				
					


	

			
Anger
		

				

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I wear my anger as armor,





I slowly sharpen it into a knife,





and you won’t see it coming,





the way, the wrecked,





leave the worst wreckage,





cunning, stunning,





justified by the worst times,





until all that is left,





is an apology,





and me. 











			

	


				
					


	

			
2022 NaPoWriMo – Day 24 (Simile)
		

				

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Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is: Write a poem in which you describe something with a hard-boiled simile.





Sometimes it seems like love is a worn-out plastic grocery bag overloaded with expectation until it begins to stretch and stretch from the weight, so you are left holding two thinly stretched pieces of plastic that you hope will stay intact until you can get home and set the load down.





But instead the bag breaks and spills out all the contents of your heart for everyone to see.






			

	


				
					


				
					


	

			
2022 NaPoWriMo – Day 22 (Repetition)
		

				

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Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is: Write a poem that uses repetition.





Black.
The shape
of bodies
in the
dark.





Black.
Boldness
of a
question
mark.





Black.
Fun nights
with friends
Mourning
how it
always
ends.





Black.
Creased skin
wearing
thin.





Black.
The line
counting
time.





Black.
Waiting
rooms of
empty
tombs.





Black.
Shadows
like crows
circling
life every
where.





Black.
The flame
deprived
air.





Black.
The fear,
I was
never
really
here.





Black.
The keys
I type
for release.





Black.
The words:
remember
me.






			

	


				
					


	

			
2022 NaPoWriMo – Day 21 (Recall)
		

				

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Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is: Write a poem in which you first recall someone you used to know closely but are no longer in touch with, then a job you used to have but no longer do, and then a piece of art that you saw once and that has stuck with you over time. Finally, close the poem with an unanswerable question.





I remember giving you my hand,





as we looked out at the large expanse of land.





Everything seemed possible then,





but what seemed like a start, was actually an end.










You were pulling strings I didn’t see,





using my own heart against me.





My world got so small, and you controlled it all.





     except 





for the part of me, that couldn’t give up being happy,





and with this little left,





I can’t wait to see: What is next?











			

	


				
					


				
					


				
					


	

			
2022 NaPoWriMo – Day 17 (Dogs)
		

				

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Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is: Write about dogs.





Squeaky toys, plush dolls, and tennis balls,
I will chase after them all.
Toss a stick, and I’ll fetch it quick.
Launch a Frisbee, and I’ll run for it happily.
After all, my favorite thing to do,
Is bring all these items back to you.
So, take a break and play with me,
We’ll have fun, I guarantee.
Just make sure your throwing arm is strong,
Because I can catch things all day long!






			

	


				
					


	

			
2022 NaPoWriMo – Day 15 (No Interest)
		

				

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Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is: Write a poem about something you have absolutely no interest in. 





I am not interested





in restraining, containing





or wasting,





what I feel in my heart.





I am not interested in skipping even the hard parts.










I am not interested 





in ok enough,





skinny love,





giving in, giving up,





or getting by,





until I die.










I am not interested





in glasses half empty,





almost maybes,





or not taking the leap,





whatever it means. 










I am not interested, 





in counting down time, 





coloring in the lines, 





even if it means a mess.





I am not interested, 





in living less,





or with regrets.










I am not interested





in lowering expectations,





or aspirations,





just for some satisfaction. 










I am not interested





in minimizing,





waiting for better timing,





toning down,





or living less loud.










I am not interested,





in anything less than,





using up my life,





the best I can.