OctPoWriMo Days #2 and 3

Talking the theme of fears for this month, works really well, as I have had a full year of fears, tears, anger, and the like. It is turning into a bit of therapy as I dive in. I am doing some of these prompts out of order, as I don't always feel inspired when the Pantoym prompt came out. I love pantoums though. Their ability to tell a story within the confines of the prom is natural for me. also, I also, love haiku. Haiku are super easy to write.

Today's fare is haiku for day 2 and pantoum for day 3. The pantoum is based on a lot of what I have been feeling lately, and it's been very therapeutic to write it.

Haiku:

Pantoum:

Battle Fears

Feel the sharp pain,

A reminder of mistakes--

Don't want to remember,

Like a bad dream.

A reminder of mistakes

Could it happen again?

Like a bad dream,

Turning up in my head.

Could it happen again?

A whirlwind of images, 

Turning up in my head

And I cannot sleep.

A whirlwind of images

And I am now dizzy

And I cannot sleep

As the tears shower my face.

And I ask now dizzy,

Don't want to remember

As the tears shower my face.

Feel the sharp pain.

10/3/2023

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Now, time for Inktober/Artsnacks prompt, path and books. I had fun drawing this one and colouring it in too.

OctPoWriMo: The Final Sprint! (Days 30 and 31)

I finished with 17 minutes to spare. Not really sure I ended the way I wanted, as I write the last 2 weeks of poems in haiku. It was fun, but I was hoping for more of a challenge. Though maybe with everything else the haiku was the better option. It did give me a chance to improve my haiku skillz. So, not a loss...

Enjoy!

Day 30 - Diary (Haiku)

Written words hide away,

I tell them to none, but me--

My sister still reads.

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Day 31 - Goodbye Train (Haiku)

Loading up the train,

My vision, cloudy from tears--

Next time take the bus.

OctPoWriMo Day 29: Still On Track

Still writing haiku? You bet, Dear Reader!

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Day 29 - Paris (Haiku)

Dreams of Paris-serie

Wish I could say that

I traveled to your city--

The Champs-Elysees.

But no, I cannot

Boast such lofty adventures

Though I wish for it.

Viewing the lights glow,

Smelling the patisserie’s

Fare that is baked fresh.

OctPoWriMo Days 25 thru 28 (finally a day early): Haiku Around

Day 25 - Circle (Haiku)

Wrapping around you

See the path, walk on, Stranger,

And around you go.

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Day 26 - Heart/Aural (Haiku)

Beat, Beat, pounding beat

I can hear it rumble under--

Lub dub, Lub dub, Lub…

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Day 27 - Wish/Wait (Haiku)

Anticipation--

Breathing in and waiting for

A moment to come.

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Day 28 - Tea (Haiku)

Feel heat, emanate

From porcelain to clay cups--

With cream only, please.

OctPoWriMo Day 24: When I Almost Missed It...

The title says it all. A haiku before midnight keeps the muse at bay...

Day 24 - Balance/Load (Haiku)

Upon gilded scales

You can find out, unbalanced.

Is better to know.

 

OctPoWriMo: Day 23 & 24 (Trials and Tribulations)

I defaulted to of state of haiku, which I fall into when I don't feel motivated. When I procrastinate? Sometimes. Haiku is a really easy form for me, not just because it only requires a 5-7-5 syllable structure, but it is easy it pare down my thoughts into said haiku. I could not say this a few years ago, when all the words seems to want to come out, dance across the paper. Now I find that sometimes i like less words, as long as they have a proper meaning to what I want to say.

Today's poetic fare is very of this type of thinking.  Simply, I took the words that most resonated with me and transformed them into lyrical art. Enjoy!

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Day 23-

Prompt: Dream

There is a moment

Where dreams become like fog

Incorporeal. 

Day 24-

Prompt: Procrastination

It starts with a lack

Of movement, of desire

To not accomplish.

OctPoWriMo: Day 20

Prompts: Soft, Plush, Hard, Course / Poetic Form: Haiku

Softcore Irony

What you see lying

In the biggest pile of plushie--

the last course stuffie.

OctPoWriMo: Days 11 and 12

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Day 11 - Prompt: Letter to my Muse / Poetic Form: Didactic Poem

Letter to My Muse

Dear Muse,

Write--

grant me the words

to compose the sonnets

that graces my loves ears.

Create--

something out of nothing,

you know the drill,

with pen and paper

out down the needed script.

Birth--

with labour pains no one else gets

contractions of nouns and verbs

breaths of adjectives

to still even the jauntiest of adverbs.

Make something--

that didn't exist before

something that a writer

can be proud of.

Sincerely,

A Writer

Day 12 -  Prompt: Silliness / Poetic Form: Haiku (I am not too keen on the forms today, so I am doing an old standby favourite)

Post Office Steps

Remember the steps

The sound I made when I fell down--

that's right, you're laughing.

Been having trouble staying on task this month, and I am a little disappointed that I not not trying more forms. It is still early, maybe I can make something of it by mid month. Or maybe I need to aim my focus on a bit of spoopy Halloween goodness? Maybe a bit of both? I am not sure. It feels that when I get a foothold on something stable, well then the carpet gets pulled out from under me. It is all a long story, nothing to bore you with. I have been struggling, pretty hardcore this month. I do like some of my output, just feeling like I am not giving it a complete chance.

Do you ever feel like that, Dear Readers? Leave me a comment, and thank you!

OctPoWriMo Day #28: (split in two)

Word prompts: broken,  dilemma, choice,  chasm,  schism

When At The Fork You Come To

Make me choose, you say
To cross the broken bridge there,
maybe I won't go.

No where do I feel
safe that was long since lost to
dilemmas now here.

When I once knew why,
The schism of my world
Has left me alone.

To forge ahead that
Which I have long since reclaimed,
No more split in two.

OctPoWriMo Day #26: (inside out)

Word prompts: open, secret, introspective, reveal, and discover

So, I usually will write a sonnet if prompted, but today read super busy,  and a lot of stuff is going.  To say that it is bad or good, I cannot decide. There has been a goodly amount of ephipanies that I can only look on these experiences fondly. Today's poem is a form  that I have grown to love and it speaks volumes.  Please, enjoy,  Dear Readers.

See You

What I need now
Is to tell you how I feel
From the inside out

OctPowriMo Day #24: (opening)

Tonight's poem is simple because I ran out of time. Please enjoy, Dear Readers!

Word Prompts: outside, unlocked, fling, freely, gape

Opening the Soul

Open wide the doors
the sun has freely risen
fling aside your cares

OctPoWriMo Day #19: (what do you want)

Word Prompts: desire, questioning, search, doubt, fulfill

This month has lead me on a merry chase with my emotions and a little bit of self-discovery. Okay, maybe a lot more self-discovery, but in some ways I am happier because of it. Today's prompt felt a little like synchronicity. Like I needed to declare my intentions and then I could move forward. I've know what I wanted for a about two years, though it starts to germinate in 2011. Today's prompt makes me want to keep reaching, to not give up, and to even settle for anything.

Tell Me What You Want

That which you desire

is birthed of doubt and passion--

your right to fulfill.

OctPoWriMo Day #14: (if I were me)

Word Prompts: being yourself, authentic, lost, found, truly me

Poetic Form: haiku

Something simple tonight. Not feeling great, but too stubborn to give up. A little uplifting words for y'all, Dear Readers.

When I'm the real me
world is suddenly bigger
I'm no longer lost.

OctPoWriMo Day #9: (love)

Poetic Form: haiku

I really was at a loss for love tonight. It isn't for a lack of love, but it's for the small things that make us, myself included, feel loved. Today's poem is just that simple; love shown in the simplest way(s). How do you show you love someone in the simplest ways, Dear Reader? I usually buy someone their favourite coffee, with all of their favourite additions; do their dishes; give them a random present because the pig earrings remind you of them.

Just Take It

That moment when you
find there is one last donut--
they didn't eat it.



Love is taking the last donut left for you!

OctPoWriMo Day #7: (unsent letters)

I don't have it in me to write serious today. The simple fact is the world is shit right now. We have to figure out how to fix it, and because of the face, i don't want to think to heavily. I will say, PLEASE REGISTER TO VOTE, and PLEASE GO VOTE on NOVEMBER 6th (in the United States, I mean).

Okay, with that being said (I promised myself I will do my part for this year's election), now is the time to write all those unsent letters in my head. That is probably is a really long list and I am tired today, so I will stick to the most important of letters to write. This letter is written in haiku. A simple three line poem with a metered form of 5, 7, 5; usually with a humorous or inspirational intent. i am still learning the fine art of the humorous haiku.

Today I present something that I know is so terrible important for many of us. Something that I think people are afraid to talk about. I'll be the first. Please leave me a comment on your thoughts about this serious topic. Enjoy, Dear Readers.

















Upon  a Shelf

Dear Lay Potato Chips,

Why is there always
a pocket of air in your bags
the size of a state?

Sincerely,
Chip Muncher

OctPoWriMo - Day 27 - Haiku (Into Room Walking)

Word Prompts: Memories, Petals, Sweet, Springtime, Yesterday, Scents, Nature Love

Poetic Form: Haiku

The haiku is one that is generally about nature. It's a three lined poem that has a  5-7-5 form (five syllables, seven syllables,  five syllables). A classic haiku also has a seasonal reference and has focuses on  two different, but related image or ideas.

from MorgueFile

Into room walking

Into room walking--

wall of olfactory

scents make you smile.

OctPoWriMo - Day 16 - Fears (When You're Chased...)

Writing Prompt: Fears

I could have taken this is a bunch of directions, but sometimes with fears you need some humour to temper the emotions. I remember back as a child, I was most afraid of things that I didn't know what they were, who a person was (what their name was), and feeling lost. If you take that and think about asking your fear (if they were people) what their name is/was, maybe your would find them less scary.

Also, there was this bit from the MTV show "The Maxx" that plays with this idea. Having Maxx's fears named Dave. So, I wrote a haiku about that. If you are curious to see what I am talking about, here's the clip I used.

Enjoy!

When you're chased by fears,

Remember to ask their names.

Maybe, they're called Dave.

Sorry, I have to amend this poem, per request of Jesi.

When you're chased by fears,

Remember to ask their names.

Maybe, they're called Bob.

from MorgueFile

What are some ways you deal with your fears, Dear Readers? Leave me a comment below.

OctPoWriMo - Day 10 - Powerless (In Darken Times)

Writing Prompt: powerless (taken in the literal sense).

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In Darken Times

When without power

strike a match to light candles--

don't light your fingers.

from MorgueFile

OctPoWriMo Day 2 - We Write Because... (Haiku Humour)

When the words don't seem right, or maybe I am too angry; that is the time that I think I need poetry the most.

It's been a weird day between the world going to shit, and feeling very helpless, yet wanting to be productive. I ended up not very productive....and yet, I still ran after work.  Good thing! The pulsing adrenaline making me feel alive. Still not thrilled with my muse today, so I take my helpless feeling and use that to write...

I am trying something new, trying to write humour--within a poem.

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 Poetic Form: Haiku (Extended)

Word Prompts: Write, Poetry, Muse, Inspire

Haiku Humour

Why do I try to

And don't even know reasons--

from pen to paper.

Give me writing prompts,

and maybe I write something

deep like a well, now...

That would be a play

on words, some humour you say

to throw a punchline.

Would you be able

to catch it after it is

thrown, a mean left hook.

Day 28, 29, and 30: Poetry Slam (Poetry Trifecta)

Dear Readers, I have three poems to present to you. Why? Well, I got caught up in life and car repairs that take longer than planned. C'est la vie, then? I used all of the prompts in some way, although not all of the poetic form suggested. I really like a challenge, but this month has had its own challenges that I have faced. 

In a return to my theme of universes, I pulled from places that are like my own little universes, or pulled from my own internal universes. I'll let the poems speak for themselves. 

My question for you, Dear Readers, what universes exist for you? How do they work? What places-internal and external- are your haven, or healing places? Leave me a comment below.

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from MorgueFile

Prompt: sea shells; Word Prompts: beach, ocean, shell, coast

Upon

Upon the sandy shores,

rocky too

the lakeside shores

where beginning meets the end,

forgotten,

like broken bottle turned to gem stones

and the discarded homes of lake life,

sea shells and beach glass

at home in Terminus.

Prompt: upside down; Word prompts: topsy turvy, vice versa, contrary, unhinged, muddled; Poetic form: Acrostic

Universal Within

Under the water, topsy turvy
Pressure building around the
Silence encasing me.
Inside, I am lost, contrary
Delveloping a complex, I guess
Even though I feel weak, life is

Daring me to try harder
Of the fears that have
Within and without--
Never will submit to being unhinged any longer.

Prompt: simplicity; Poetic form: Haiku

Simple Haiku

Nary a moment

that the universe won't speak--

just listen won't you.