I finished early - A massive artillery.

Tomorrow is when I can officially get my poem on, but seeing as how I finished my poem for Read Write Poem's Prompt #94 early I thought I would share. This poem was inspired by a photograph by Thomas Hawk. I wrote this poem in about five minutes and changed very little about it to acheive the finished product. I decided to keep the prose form that I originally wrote it in. Not sure if that takes away from the piece. As always comments and constructive criticism are welcome and appreciated. Thanks for stopping by!

Artillery

Don’t ask me what I see when I look at you. It saddens me to admit my feelings have changed. I’m fighting hard to push you away, but you won’t take the bait. Let me make this very clear so there’s no miscommunication. When I say don’t make this so hard on yourself what I really mean is don’t make this so hard on me. I’ve already moved on. I don’t mind saying it out loud if that’s what you need. My gun is drawn. My ammunition is ready.



My Angel and My Devil by Thomas Hawk

Destined

I wrote this poem a few days ago, but haven't gotten around to posting it. I could have posted from my phone, but I've been very busy and the computer is so much easier to work with these days. My living room, dining room, and home-office have been without electricity for almost a month. It's a long story. The Cliffs Notes version is that it has to do with bad wiring.

Destined

We fought fate
The powers that be
The cosmic balance of things

Whatever that means
Your words; not mine
Not exactly

Just So You Know

It is what it is
But what it's becoming
I don't want to be a part of it

What I Want To Remember

This two-poem prompt from Read Write Poem took a lot out of me and I only have one poem to show for it. This is literally what I want to remember, so that's what I've titled this poem. Its evil twin is the already titled, but yet to be complete What I Want To Forget. Unfortunately all of the things that I want to forget are very tough to write about so hopefully by giving myself a little more time I will come up with something usable.

What I Want To Remember

If I think hard enough
I can will myself back
Into my grandmother’s kitchen

Sitting at the table
Coffee and Ritz crackers for breakfast
Waiting for my mother to come home

Today 9.9.09

Today
The fog that covers the city
Also covers my soul

Listen Up!

Poem #5 and the last in the Eavesdropping series. I really enjoyed this Read Write Poem Poetry Mini-Challenge prompt, but I wish I would have had more time to devote to it. Perhaps at some point I will come back to these five poems and try to revise them into things I can be more proud of. In the end I completed the challenge so I'm still proud :)

Eavesdropping 5

You said many things
Over the course of our relationship

Three amazing weeks
That I will never forget

But in the end all I really heard was this:
It’s not you, it’s me

My 100th post and listen closely...

This is my 100th posting on my blog! Oh I am so excited!

This is also my fourth poem for the Read Write Poem Poetry Mini-Challenge.

Drip
Drip
Drip

The coffee make
The leaky ceiling
The tears falling from this face
Onto college-ruled paper

Drip
Drip
Drip

And disappearing into nothingness

Do you hear what I hear?

Day/Poem 3 of the Read Write Poem Poetry Mini-Challenge. I'm tired and my leg hurts for no reason; none of which is relevant to the poem, but I thought I would share. Also, tomorrow is Friday and for that I am very grateful.


Eavesdropping 3

Two girls sit behind me
Whispering
Swapping secrets like there’s no
Tomorrow

I can’t see their faces
And I’m too afraid to turn around
For fear they will stop speaking

I wait patiently
Ignoring the whiz of cars flying past
And the woman two seats over yelling
Obscenities into her cell phone

Slowly I hear the words
Begin to seep from her mouth
I know they were once my own

You can’t tell anyone but technically
She pauses for a moment
Technically
I never said no

Still listening...

Poem #2 for the Read Write Poem Poetry Mini-Challenge. I have no doubt that I will make it the whole way through, I'm just not sure if I'm going to actually create anything worth reading. Here is today's offering:

Eavesdropping 2

There’s a buzz
And a flickering of the lights above us
They’re about to go out

I was deep in the desperation
Of other people’s confessions
Comparing them to my own

Almost certain what I was hearing
Should never be repeated in a public forum
When she took the seat next to me

Then the satisfying and familiar slide of the zipper
As she pushed it further along
Sliding items into her bag

Back
Then further back
And back some more until it reached the end

I could tell from the look in her eyes that she
Wished she could throw herself into that bag
And hide forever

Listen...

Another Poetry Mini-Challenge from Read Write Poem. I really love this prompt, but I'm not so sure I'm going to do it justice. At least I can say I tried!

Eavesdropping 1

We get tossed around
But these wheels they keep on turning

A mechanical voice comes
Over the airwaves
Next Stop: Wellington

We listen for further instructions
Doors open on the left at Wellington
Transfer to purple line trains at Wellington

Doors open, doors close
Squeaking, in desperate in of oil

Kings of Leon drowns it all out for me
I hope it’s gonna make you notice
I hope it’s gonna make you notice
Someone like me…

I get lost in the lyrics
Then shaken back to reality

Next stop: Fullerton

Next stop…
That’s me