Tuesday, April 8, 2014
NaPoWriMo 2014: Days 2-8
08
I thought I saw a halo
beneath the neon sunbeams
darting like a fish without water
along the structured columns.
Why don't I say hello?
Why didn't I say Hi?
What's wrong with me
You didn't see
Or maybe you did and that's what
made you leave.
I think too much.
too little.
The physical world brings me down.
07
this song makes no sense,
my sense of irony is lacking.
I felt I wanted to kiss the sky.
so blue
so passionately lacking in sadness.
I wish I could hug the world some days.
I wish
I could just crawl off an die.
I wish I could tell you why,
sometimes it's not worth my while..
the earth just wants to swallow me up.
06
empty bowl
filled up..
nerves
firing
on all what?
my
heart surrenders
and life commences
different shades
of blue and grey
and white
and
night
the bowl empties.
empty.
05
U
niversity
people passing by.
don't worry.. be shy
My mind is in my work
it's a million
miles
a
way from here.
not where
you walk.. when I saw
you minding your own
business
of a cafe to sit.
thinking
of my next
shot of
espresso no, iced.
Just watching
people passing by.
04
detached.
like a balloon on a
string.
a mindless thing.
03
your smile
I want to mean hello
I am here
no worries
it's OK
no fan fiction business
just sincerity.
02
muse
gone but not..
forgotten!
just sleeping.
waiting for you
the magic moment
when
my muse meets you
who uses
me like a magic
elixir.
lucky 13.. lucky number
8..
get your
wait!
why won't my muse
work for me?
luck rubs off
another
just add
fate.
I never trust the smile
that says
you're lucky.
lucky for you.
your muse.
Labels:
bad poetry,
NaPoWriMo
Location:
Berkeley, CA, USA
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
NaPoWriMo 2014: Day 01
NaPoWriMo a sad attempt to ramp up to attempt the April National Poetry Writers Month Challenge.. my muse strikes me at add times.. so this was a dismal failure trying to write 8 poems in a day.. I gave up. "Maybe Next Year" as I say with NaNoWriMo.. or maybe when the muse hits again.. usually it hits other people.. oh well.
01
So grateful
today is not that day
I have nothing to say
the future lays
before me..
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