Hello dear reader! I’m back from another unofficial hiatus with this year’s GloPoWriMo challenge. For those not in the know, this is where you write a poem a day for the month of April. It’s a fun, and surprisingly taxing, endeavour that I’ve attemping for a few years running now.
So lets kick off Global Poetry Writing Month 2018 with poem number one…
Every morning I wake with you
Wrapped tightly in your embrace
My scent lingering upon you
As I rub the night from my face
Every night you await me
And pull me into sleep
And we lay quietly together
As I drift off counting sheep
What words could explain
The joy your existence brings to mine
What peace it brings to my life
How you make it all, just fine
And as I lay my head
Upon your pillowy mounds
How do I come to describe
The rest that I’ve long last found
Today’s poem is based on the NaPoWriMo early bed prompt – Writing a love letter… to an object. A fun idea indeed. And how did it turn out? Well that I leave to you dear reader.
That makes us long so For things the day did not give us For hopes dashed, promises unfulfilled What is it about the moon’s last shadow? As it falls upon the eye for the last time That makes us long For things that lie beyond our grasp
As I lie in my bed The stars blinking above I reach out one last time My fingers running swiftly from key to key
Forming the words before I can even think of them Till there it lies before me
A message, a plea, a bid for redemption
In that moment a hundred thoughts fly through my head Shall I send forth my creation? Will it warrant reciprocated emotion?
Or will it bring only more pain? And as I think I drift into slumber Awaiting a response
That shall never come
Today’s NoPoWriMo challenge is to write a poem of erasure. A new work created from the dissected carcass of an earlier work. Instead of choosing to work through someone’s else’s words however, I chose to re-imagine a work an old work of my own. An old favorite.
What followed was almost a ghost of the work that came before it. An ethereal remnant of sorts. To me it produces the same imagery and emotions (to you it may seem like nonsense!).
If you’re interested in comparing it to the original, you can check it out here: Reach Out
The most mesmerizing moments can happen when you least expect them. Last night I got caught in fairly heavy snowfall on the walk back home from my friend’s place (at 2 in the morning!) so I decided instead of cursing my luck to enjoy the beauty and have some fun with it. It truly was the most surreal feeling walking through the falling snow – something straight out of a movie! Walking through the empty streets as they snow danced all around me, catching fresh snow flakes on my tongue, making funny faces on people’s cars ; p