NaPoWriMo (8-9/30)

I swear I actually did write a poem last night, but I was way too exhausted to post it.  Instead, I took a picture of the beginning with its familiar title-style and posted it to Facebook before passing out last night.  So if you don't trust me, you can ask my FB friends.  As soon as you find them ;)

Anywho, here are the picture of Days 8 (too raw, possibly too personal) and all of Day 9 beneath the jump.  Enjoy.

NaPoWriMo (7/30)

8:22am 4/7/13, writing on a Sunday morning for Jomo

Let's make a memory of us
one that's strong & wild & free
and just
us

Hard days are coming we know
and bad times won't wait

So let's make something that's just us
something so pervasive so unique so down in the bone
a memory of love to drown in & live on
if ever we want to leave

Lets make a memory of us
everyday
please

NaPoWriMo (6/30)

This almost didn't happen.  I'm beat.  But, as the title says, this particular subject is often on my mind so...

11:05pm, 4/6/13, On my mind off & on but mostly on this week

I thought it would be like this

that you would be the first one to throw me away

The others,

ah the others,

they’ll hem and haw and find nice things to say

for a while

Then they’ll toss me out too

But you have no guile

you don’t know the best time to lie

You already accuse me of the sins you don’t like

until you’re doing them yourself

so what’s to stop you from shooting me down

for the truths you believe in

Are you already planning what you’re going to do?

Will it break you?

NaPoWriMo (5/30)

Second verse, same as the first, there were many more poems in my head (several of which actually made it to paper!) than can be shared.  Here's today's sharer.

9:41am, 4/5/13 Our Conflicting Schedules

I miss the days
when I would curl up in your lap
You thought it strange
but let me do it anyway
because you always understood
(the way the abandoned would)
how important physical contact was to me

NaPoWriMo (4/30)

Another day filled with more poems in my head than on paper about more things than I could post even if I had written them down.  Hopefully this isn't as weird as I think it is.

11:14pm, 4/4/13 my handwritten love note is on the computer but it's just for you

When it happened to me

I didn’t want anyone to know

this pain so personal and private

it seemed wrong to allow

anyone to intrude

And when it got out

I was mad

My privacy had been violated

my wishes disregarded

my grief blown wide for all the world to see

when what I’d wanted

was to lick my wounds in a corner

in hopes of reconstituting my soul

But the love notes

the I-feel-for-yous

the this-happened-to-me-toos

did more for me than any corner could

So I feel for you

because something like this happened to me too

and though I can’t enter fully into your pain

know I love you

NaPoWriMo (3/30)

Thanks to my, ahem, adventurous morning at work I have quite a few more poems in me than just the one below, but they all keep getting written in my head faster than I can get them on paper.  We'll see which, if any, stick.  Maybe I'll post them as bonuses?  Je ne sais pas.

11:40am, 4/3/13, trembling w/anger
I could list your offenses on a piece of legal
front & back again
(and oh the irony there)

Or I could put on the head of a pin
on a scrap of sticky-paper
and paste it on your forehead:
Disrespect

In the little ways you walk all over me
you show how little you respect
my humanity

NaPoWriMo (1-2/30)

Just when you thought the adventure would never end (stop asking "What adventure?"), it's National Poetry Writing Month!  A friend of mine who's a spoken word poet has done it in years past, but it's never on my radar in time for me to participate myself.  Thanks to @GalleyCat on Twitter, I got the heads up today instead of on day 15 :D

I hope to make all 30 poems in all 30 days, though I can't promise that I'll post them every day.  I will undoubtedly post all of my poems at some point, whether I reach 30 or not. Anywho, here're the first two poems under the jump, neither of which I planned on writing when I was pondering my poems for the day.