Random Liners

We avoid pain,
we avoid loss,
but we avoid living,
if we don’t pay the cost.


Your words are like embers,
ready to burn.
Bite down on your words,
and feel the hurt.

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Sometimes

Sometimes I feel like I’m falling,

And there’s no saving me now.

Sometimes I feel like I’m crawling,

Trying to feel my way out.

Sometimes I feel like I’m standing still,

While everyone’s moving so fast.

Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning,

And the waves are about to crash.

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NaPoWriMo – Day 13 (Spooky)

Today’s National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) is: Write a poem about something mysterious and spooky! 

Child

Broken toys
litter the floor,
A young voice
asks for his green dinosaur,
and a child’s pale face peeks through the door,
just like the night before.
Giggling, whispered conversations are overheard in the halls,
and brown crayon drawings cover the walls.
And yet, no child lives here at all.

I wrote this last year for NaPoWriMo, and I thought it worked for this prompt as well. Hoping to write new poems in the coming days, but just been so busy with work and school. My creativity is at an all time low with all the stress!

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NaPoWriMo – Day 12 (Dull Object)

Today’s National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a poem about a dull thing that you own, and why (and how) you love it. Alternatively, what would it mean to you to give away or destroy a significant object? So, this prompt reminded me of a poem I wrote a long time ago about sunflowers, and then I could think of nothing else so posting it for this prompt!

Sunflowers

All I wanted were sunflowers to wake up to.
Yellow the color of happiness
and the way I felt about you.
You took that for being a fool.
And instead, you walked away.
Left me in the dark afraid.
I was ready to cry, ready to fight, ready to give up inside.
But instead, I lied, I lied, I lied and said baby, it’s alright.

I thought happiness had to come at a cost.
To gain, you had to take one hell of a loss.
So I took the pain like a martyr.
I suffered to love you.

I would have spent a lifetime.
Right by your side.
But you kept on moving out of my sight.
And I was too nice to let go.
But now I know,
Two lovers can grow apart,
Wild and free
And there is beauty in the truth that you don’t love  me.

I thought happiness had to come at a cost.
To gain, you had to take one hell of a loss.
So I took the pain like a martyr.
I suffered to love you.

All I wanted were sunflowers to wake up to.
Yellow the color of happiness
and the way I felt about you.
To light up our dark and lonely rooms.
But you refused, refused, refused
Eager to see me lose
The smile across my face
Keeping us trapped in this dying, unhappy place.
But I found a way to fight, I found a way to hide
all that I ever wanted
I left it  behind.

I thought happiness had to come at a cost.
To gain, you had to take one hell of a loss.
So I took the pain like a martyr.
I suffered to love you.
All I ever wanted were sunflowers to wake up to.
Yellow the color of happiness
and the way I felt about you.

But all I ever wanted,
I suffered to leave it behind.

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NaPoWriMo – Day 11 (Origin)

Today’s National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a poem of origin.

My strength
is from
years of
weakness.

So, I am totally bummed I missed the start of NaPoWriMo! I had so much fun participating in it in full last year, but got waylaid this year. Better late than never though!

I had lots of ideas for the prompt today, but alas time is limited. I jotted down the quick line now, but I have some notes started for a different, longer poem that I hope to flush out later.

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Sunflowers (Lyrics)

Last weekend, I planted sunflowers in my garden! They are by far my favorite flower so I am excited to see how they do. In honor of them, I am posting song lyrics I wrote about sunflowers. The photo for this blog entry is a picture I took myself during my Camino de Santiago hike in Spain. I passed an amazing sunflower field between the Sarria to Portomarin stretch.

Sunflowers

All I wanted were sunflowers to wake up to.
Yellow the color of happiness
and the way I felt about you.
You took that for being a fool.
And instead, you walked away.
Left me in the dark afraid.
I was ready to cry, ready to fight, ready to give up inside.
But instead, I lied, I lied, I lied and said baby, it’s alright.

I thought happiness had to come at a cost.
To gain, you had to take one hell of a loss.
So I took the pain like a martyr.
I suffered to love you.

I would have spent a lifetime.
Right by your side.
But you kept on moving out of my sight.
And I was too nice to let go.
But now I know,
Two lovers can grow apart,
Wild and free
And there is beauty in the truth that you don’t love  me.

I thought happiness had to come at a cost.
To gain, you had to take one hell of a loss.
So I took the pain like a martyr.
I suffered to love you.

All I wanted were sunflowers to wake up to.
Yellow the color of happiness
and the way I felt about you.
To light up our dark and lonely rooms.
But you refused, refused, refused
Eager to see me lose
The smile across my face
Keeping us trapped in this dying, unhappy place.
But I found a way to fight, I found a way to hide
all that I ever wanted
I left it  behind.

I thought happiness had to come at a cost.
To gain, you had to take one hell of a loss.
So I took the pain like a martyr.
I suffered to love you.
All I ever wanted were sunflowers to wake up to.
Yellow the color of happiness
and the way I felt about you.

But all I ever wanted,
I suffered to leave it behind.

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Like Elastic

I really need to get back into the swing of posting regularly! I have been writing, just offline. I am working on a poem series, mostly in my mind but slowly forming into something more tangible. For now, posting an older poem.

Like Elastic

Like an elastic band,
your words tighten around me,
leaving an imprint,
long after I have unwrapped myself
from you.

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I Thought (Poem) and a Typewriter!

This little poem got stuck in my head so writing it down here.

I Thought

I thought I saw you through the window,
your face up against the glass,
blurry, with the rain as your mask.

I thought I heard you in the other room,
shouting, “Coming soon!”
I thought I smelled your oceanic perfume,
the one you wore to make me swoon.

I thought I tasted your kiss,
soft, like the morning mist,
and a long sigh.

I thought for a moment you stayed alive,
that someone still existed in this world I could call mine.

Now, I am pleased to share this beauty. A refurbished 1938 Underwood Champion! Took some time to find a functional one within my price point! I hope to fiddle with it this weekend and maybe type up some poems on it. Can’t wait!

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NaPoWriMo – The Day After

I suppose it is time to acknowledge the end of my first time participating in National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo)! I am SO HAPPY I decided to take this challenge on and write 30 poems in 30 days (I can’t believe I actually kept up with it!). I definitely had difficulty posting poems every day, especially when I felt they were really rough drafts. However, the challenge forced me not to overthink and overedit my poems, but rather just let the words be and open myself up more.  I have never written so regularly in my life, and perhaps because of that, for the first time I felt like a legit writer. I am forever grateful for all of the other writers I connected with over the course of this challenge. Although the daily prompts got me writing, the community kept me going. You all inspired me with your creativity and general awesomeness. Thank you so much for all the support, encouragement, and kind words!

Soo now I am not sure what to do next or what to write without prompts guiding me haha. I have a few loose ideas in my head on a series of poems I want to do, but nothing solid yet. What goals do you all have next for your writing? How will you stay inspired and accountable? What did you think of NaPoWriMo 2018?

For now, I figured I’d do a bit of a highlights reel, so here are my top five ‘most-liked’ poems from NaPoWriMo:

NaPoWriMo – Day 30 (Fascinating Fact) 

NaPoWriMo – Day 22 (Impossible)

NaPoWriMo – Day 7 (Identity) 

NaPoWriMo – Day 4 (Abstract)

NaPoWriMo – Day 1 (Shame)

I’d like to honorably mention these because I feel like the prompts got me most out of my comfort zone, which is fun:

NaPoWriMo – Day 29 (Plath)

NaPoWriMo – Day 19 (Erasure)

NaPoWriMo – Day 12 (Haibun)

NaPoWriMo – Day 6 (Line Breaks)

NaPoWriMo – Day 3 (List Poem)

Lastly, I want to highlight some of the blogs I followed during NaPoWriMo:

Rhyme and Reason

Ramblings of a Writer 

Madame Writer

Bartholomew Barker, Poet

Jo Christiane Ledakis

Toby’s Big Oul Blog 

Elizabeth Boquet

Poetkatie

Huyork

V.J. Knutson 

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