NaPoWriMo (12/30)

6:15am, 4/12/13, tired of fighting

I know that you see me Lord
That you have searched me & known me
That you know my downsitting & mine uprising
But Lord
see me
even me:
My struggles & my deficiencies
my heart's ache & easy joy
the pendulum swing of my temperamental emotions

See these too, Lord:
The lazy obstinance of my will against Yours
the pseudo rationalizations for having it my way
my unwillingness to open my hand & let go
my declaration that everything is mine, when it's all Yours

See me, Lord
See all of me
and knowing all my faults
still let me beg mercy from He Who Is Holy

NaPoWriMo (11/30)

Excerpt from "8:10pm 4/11/13"

As many times
as I threw the knife
that nicked you
tell me
how many times did I turn around
to grind salt in the wound?

NaPoWriMo (10/30)

Uh, I'm pretty sure that this is unfinished and that I started channeling my creative oppa & unnie, who are much better at this than I am.

5:40pm 4/10/13 I don't know where this one came from

I'm not un-pretty
And apparently I've got that certain something
that makes the geek-boys swoon
(What do you mean most girls don't know
why Black ICE won't melt in June?)

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