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Sunday, October 31, 2021

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.


Thursday, October 28, 2021

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.


Wednesday, October 27, 2021

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.


Sunday, October 24, 2021

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.

 

Saturday, October 23, 2021

OctPoWriMo Day 23: (To Cheat on Your Diet)

The title might suggest otherwise, but since today's prompt is open ended, open wide, and has no boundaries, I thought I needed a snazzy title. This of course means that I can write anything. Been trying to stay afloat with my projects-it has been hard. Going to take today to write something short and sweet, about something sweet, and call it my cheat day.

Day 23 - ANYTHING!!!


To begin again,

Must finish what was started--

Pass the ice cream, please!


Friday, October 22, 2021

OctPoWriMo Days still left in this journey....?!?!

 Days 20 through 22: I always feel like I am writing like I am running out of time. Hamilton makes so much sense in that. That is a constant rush, a incessant hurry, and I never seemed to be done. This year is no exception, as I have been last almost every day, yet, I still sojourn on.


I love the word Sojourn, btw.


Dear Reader, I present my three most recent writing fare for you. Please enjoy, drop me a line or some love in the comments section. I promise to review comments this week. 

Halloween is prepping and there is still much to do. But, fear not, there is pumpkins coming...

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Day 20 - Exchange/Introduction (Etheree); 1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10...


Creative Process


Thought!

Maybe

An idea…

Tell a friend who

Will tell a friend, then

Suddenly the idea

Grows past the introduction

And you have a living story,

Birthed by a family of others.

This is the connection authors strive for.



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Day 21 - Joy/Effort (Acrostic)


Completion


Can it only be 31 days?

Or does that seem too easy?

My brain tells me to go for it,

‘Please,’ thinks my heart, ‘it is only a month.’

Let’s begin

Everyday I try to write, but

There is only so much time.

I can’t seem to find the time now

Oh, I am always beyond, I think, except 

Now I am not.


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Day 22 - Past/History (Pantoum)


Remember Me


Funny how this space feels,

It is so much larger than it actually is.

Standing tall throughout the years,

How many lives lived here.


It is so much larger than it actually is,

When you feel the walls;

How many lives have lived here,

Before you came to be.


When you feel the walls,

Are they cool to the touch, or

Before you came to be, 

Is there a pulse, echoing through plaster?


Are they cool to the touch, or

Standing tall throughout the years

Is there a pulse, echoing through the plaster?

Funny how this space feels.


Tuesday, October 19, 2021

Still Here in OctPoWriMo: Days #18 and 19

Here I am, sitting in the middle of OctPoWriMo; still write poems late, but still trying to write a poem a day within the suggested poetic form and/or writing prompts. I got a couple of doozies for you, Dear Readers: a Chant Poem and a Song. There are reasons why I don't get paid to write songs, but I digress a little.

Enjoy tonight's fare...

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Day #18 - Traditions/Break Bread (Chant Poem); Appreciate, Time


Bringing Together


When break the fast or the bread,

It is the time that has come.


Gathering ‘round, the generations greet--

It is the time that has come.


Slice the fruit, spread the jam;

It is the time that has come.


Share the stories of the past,

It is the time that has come.


Sing the songs of your people--

It is the time that has come.


Laugh and cry at the table round.

It is the time that has come.


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Day #19 - Storytelling (Song); Unlock, Magic


Storytelling Song


Write the words that beg to hear

Sing the lyrics to those near.

Maybe what was said will come,

Or rather inspire some.


It is this moment,

Granted only one that we are given!


Weaving the words to pass the time

Sitting by the fire’s side, sublime.

Listening to the last words as they

Trickle from what the storyteller’s say.


It is the moment,

Granted only one that we are given!


Lessons to be learned here,

Maybe heeded if you listen this year

To the stories past down,

Before the last round.


It is the moment,

Granted only one that we are given!


Then you will be left to pass,

Or else these tales will be, alas…

Removed from memories of elders

In the slowing dying embers.


It is the moment,

Granted only one that we are given,

Do  not forsake it.