NaPoWriMo
National Poetry Writing Month Challenge
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Currently, I’m well over halfway through this round of NaPoWriMo. Predictably, my mental batteries are starting to run a bit low. But hey… I’m still in there swinging. Doomsday? There are rumours about a war, that may come to us soon. It’s times like these I wish I lived, on Mars or on…
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Just a quick ode to my dog. He is an amazing pup who fills my life with joy. Ducky Dog My pup is such an awesome boy, he’s loving and so sweet. And he is handsome as can be, from ears down to his feet. His face can say a thousand things, that…
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So yes, I’m running behind. Life hasn’t been terribly cooperative with the NaPoWriMo deal this year, but I’m still hanging in there. Desperate Words The ghosts of verses from the past, go moaning through my head. The do not let me write new lines, my skill with words seems dead. I start a verse…
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Often we get so caught up in what we think we should be doing, or how we think the world should be, that we miss out on what is right in front of us. The Prison of the Self some walls a roof a floor and such, do not a prison make sometimes it’s…
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Another personal piece today. Why I Write I love my life I really do, though it is hard sometimes. But part of how I deal with it, is through these simple rhymes. The good, the bad, the in between, these poems see it all. They help release the words that I, keep trapped behind…
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So once again, I found myself unable to come up with an idea for today’s poem. So I went with the classic approach and decided to write what I know. In this case, writer’s block. Creative Block I love to sketch or paint or write, express myself in verse. So when I have creative block,…
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I know this should have posted this last night. Things happen and don’t always work out the way you would like, but here it is now. I’ll post Day 13 tonight 🙂 My Blessed Life I’m blessed. That is the only way, I can explain my life. From having nought, to having all, all…
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With everything going on, it’s not always easy to fall asleep. Tonight’s effort is my fondest wish for anyone with this problem. Ode to Morpheus Sleep my loves sleep, and dream sweet dreams, of love and joy and peace. Leave fear and stress and woe behind, all pain you now release. So close your…
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I write these verses because Lynn enjoys them so much. I’m certain I could find something less brain abusing to do with my time, but whatever it might be wouldn’t bring her so much pleasure. That makes it all worthwhile. I do this all because her Because of You “You took my breath away.”…
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Well, today it’s back to the introspection thing. Lynn found yesterday’s effort a tad unsettling. Peopling (or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Tolerate The Crowd) Once upon a time there was, a boy who never learned. To be a boy like others were, so all friendships he spurned. He swore he needed…
Brain Bits To Go 