Thursday 31 March 2022

Day 1 - "Forever might be short"

And in slow blink we -
shadows dancing in embers

become mass; form shapes
in the ephemeral hour 
between night 
and
Dawn.

Blink. Two lovers meeting - 
morphing into one
Blink. Hands clasped around 
a sunset. 
Blink. Red brick walls, white 
picket fence, pair of gold rings.
Blink. A hospital bed...

Ebbing      beat       signals      
  the stop. 

A click;

snap of fingers; stones striking 
a spark onto coals that catch.

Watch them cast their shadows
against a headstone. 

Blink - a breath to snuff them out.

And So It Begins

It is currently around half past ten in the evening on the 31st of March. I am in bed and pondering a lot of different things but this month ahead should be fun.

I mentioned before about NaPoWriMo and me taking part in the 30 poems in 30 days challenge. I'm going to be using prompts either from the challenge website - www.napwrimo.net - or from a different source like one of my friends or a prompt generator app. I'll have a link to what I use in each post.

I'm going to post the first piece in a little bit as the main site gave out a neat little primer of reacting to a line from an Emily Dickinson poem and one of the lines really stood out to me.

Let's see how far I can get. The board is set. The pieces are moving.

Thursday 24 March 2022

Is This Thing On?

 Yes, hello.

We have been dormant for a little while. Life, hyper fixations and mental health kind of got majorly in my way for a long while and I wasn't really in the mood to formulate my thoughts and obsessions into blog posts or even coherent sentences.

But some things have been accomplished. I've gotten myself a new apartment so I finally have a space to call my own again. While my novel idea is stalled at some 19000 words or so, my collection of homebrew content has grown substantially and I finally hit 200 subclasses. I've been editing my own poetry and helped a friend edit their collection ready to send to publishers. 

Speaking of poetry...

We are a week away from April and that means we are nearly at the start of NaPoWriMo or National Poetry Writing Month.

For those who aren't familiar, NaPoWriMo is a writing challenge - 30 poems in 30 days. I've attempted it a number of times over the years and actually succeeded a few times. So expect a lot of consistent posting through out the next month and yeah, hopefully I can get back in the swing of this.

Day 30 - Ending

 The cat with the mouse in its mouth is just passing through. Past the mourners, veiled and shuffling through a rhythm only known in grief. ...