NaPoWriMo
National Poetry Writing Month Challenge
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ON GREED Oh once upon a time a King, Sat on a Royal Throne. While at his feet a Royal hound, Gnawed on a Royal bone. The bone belonged, or so it seemed, To the late former King. To normal folk, it’s murder clear, To them a different thing. Now heavy weighs the…
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So… it’s April 1st once again and the kick off of National Poetry Month which means the start of the annual poetry writing challenge. The last time I tried this, things came up and I failed to meet my target of one poem per day for the full month. But here we are again and…
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Be A Joyful Child A long, long time ago there was, A happy child at play. The old face in the mirror asks, Where is that child today? Sometimes it seems like yesterday, Sometimes an age or more. Since I have seen that smiling face, That long ago I wore. I look for them sometimes…
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Own You Why do we do the things we do? What is it makes us go? And when we do what we should not, Pretend we didn’t know? Some say this is the way we are, Imperfect, full of sin. Some say it’s what our parents did, Still buried deep within. I say it is…
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I Believe In Us When all the news is doom and gloom, And hope’s a fools game, Remember we’ve been here before, It’s just the tune that’s changed. We only hear the worst of things, Bad news sure travels fast. But there is much that’s good as well, Although we hear it last.…
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THE FUTURE We see a shape but dimly there Not certain what we see. Project on it our hopes and fears, No clue what it will be. A thing of beauty it may be, Yet certain we are not. It may be brutal or bizarre, May prove ice cold or hot. The problem…
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NO JUSTICE I am the Law and I care not For what is wrong or right. I answer only to myself. Care not for oversight, No justice here, for justice is A subtle, fickle thing. The Law cares not for subtlety Morality is king. And i don’t care whose Morals are Enshrined in every line.…
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It’s strange how fast time goes sometimes. It seems like it was only this morning that I was writing the poem for Day 26. Funny how that works eh? Ah well, if I can get past this last blank page, I’ll have made my deadline. Let’s see what’s left in the bottle… shall we? …
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I think I mentioned last time that things get a little strange once the creativity starts flowing. Well, hopefully I can finish on a slightly more normal note. A Note To My Therapist A dream perhaps and yet more real, than I have known before. How can I know the truth of it, what’s…
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Sometimes when I wrench open the creative valve, the weirdest things get washed out. On Ghosthunters A figure faintly seen at night, there in the empty place. If you could gain a closer view, would you gaze on it’s face? It walks there every night alone, even when it’s not seen. Would you…
Brain Bits To Go 