Day 21, a rite of passage and the trouble with titles.

I wish I could come up with titles for the poems I'm writing for NaPoWriMo. Maybe that will be the extended goal for next year. Look at me...already looking forward to the poetry insanity of next year :)

Rites of Passage, Untitled

You pulled
At the seams
Until I unraveled

Shut the door
And explained
You didn’t travel
All this way
To hand me over
To someone else

Used the memories
We created
To string together words
In a way I would understand

Lured me into your pattern
Without consent

Took my trust
In the palm of your hand
And crushed it
Right in front of me

Took the little girl fantasies
In my head
And exchanged them
For a dose of reality

A night
Neither one of us
Will ever forget

Rest assured-
Your grasp is permanent
Though your hold
Is slipping

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Day 20. Two poems to fill the space.

I wrote two poems today. Both wre inspired by the same image, a texture print by pareeerica. Prompt courtesy of Read Write Poem.

*Garbage* Texture by pareeerica

Empty Spaces

The empty space
Seems so promising

But I can only promise
One thing

If you give me
Too many chances

I’ll mess it all up
I’ll take you for granted

I’ll leave you
Seeing red

The empty space
Means one thing

I take
More than I give

I’ve always been
A selfish girl

I have no intention
Of changing

I’m not deserving
Of your love

The empty space
Is a reminder

If we push any harder
The center won’t hold

We’ll both
End up alone

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The Spaces Between

There’s a space
Between the first time

And the last time
We met

I go over the scenes
In my head

Wondering –

What to do
What to say

What to wear
When I know
You’ll catch a glimpse
Of me

There’s a space
Between the moment
I started to fall in love

And you started slipping
Away

I had you so close

Now I only have you in
Dreams

Day 19. I can't believe I've been able to keep up!

I'm really surprised that I've been able to write at least one poem a day. I write every day, but usually just fragments. Some days have been challenging, but I'm really glad I decided to participate. Thanks to everyone who has stopped by to read or comment on my poems. The support is very much appreciated. And thanks to all of those who are sharing their poems as well. I've come across so many wonderful writers this month! And of course, thanks to the wonderful people over at Read Write Poem for everything they do.

This poem is about my first best friend, Shannon. For a year we were a dynamic duo. I miss her on a regular basis.

Shannon

You came into my life
In the middle of 2nd grade

Hop-scotch
King of the Mountain
Tag! You’re it

You were my first
Real best friend
Then you moved away
Your dad was in the Navy

Things were never the same for me

For a while
We kept in touch

Wrote letters
And sometimes our parents
Would allow us to make
Long-distance phone calls

Eventually
We ran out of things to say
The friendship faded
Or sailed away

I wonder if you ever think of me

Day 18. Word Salad

This was fun. I didn't have to work too hard on a Saturday morning. I might try to do another one later if I have time. Prompt details can be found at Read Write Poem.

Word Salad, Untitled


Beauty
And bitter armor

Plead
With the nemesis

Panic
At the signs

Empty
Is the pillow thief

Who can relish in
A life aggressive

Sweet are the fragments
Of love


My original list of 50 words: Nemesis, Bitter, Sweet, Sugar, Patch, Love, Relish, Honor, Thief, Tackle, Scales, Passive, Wisdom, Crane, Wealth, View, Flow, Aggressive, Youth, Contain, Fragments, Signs, Loss, Bend, Hinder, Rise, Low, Point, Master, Life, Missed, Temper, Slither, Court, Spent, Press, Spot, Pillow, Wipe, Panic, Empty, Width, Bask, Plead, Frosted, Glow, Armor, Beauty, Close.

Day 17. Am I missing something?

I am missing something. Inspiration. I think this poem suffers from a severe lack of inspiration. The only thing that I have to go on right now is sadness, loss, and desperation. I'm not really willing to go into that dark place right now so this is all I have to offer for today.

Missing, Untitled

I held it
In the palm of my hand

So close
I could taste it

Put it up to my lips
Then let it slip
Through the cracks
Between my fingers

I watched it fall
To the floor

I waited too long
I can’t see it anymore

But I know it’s still here
Caught somewhere
I just have to find it
It’s waiting for me

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Day 16 and words just aren't enough.

Adore, v.

It doesn’t seem enough
Just to say it

I adore you

Adore...
This verb that rolls off my tongue

And then is gone
Something so temporary

I long to leave a permanent mark

I worship you from afar
Sometimes getting too close

As I try to push this love

Further along

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Day 15. Tax Day. List Day. Procrastinating is my specialty.

The Instead List, Untitled

You called

I should have called you back
Should have been a good friend
Should have explained
(Everything)

Instead
I came up with excuses
Reasons why you wouldn’t
Understand

Because I was afraid

I folded the laundry,
Did the dishes,
Had a drink,
And then another,
(And then another)

I wrote a letter
I had no intention of sending

I put your songs on repeat
Just to hear your voice

I listened to your
Previous messages
Over and over
Until I memorized
Every syllable
Every heart-felt sigh

And then I cried

You called
I should have called you back

Instead
I convinced myself
You would be better off
Without me

Wednesday is List Day over at Read Write Poem.