NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 20

So, as you may have noticed, I’m running a couple of days behind on the whole post-a-day idea. This stresses me far more than it should and it quickly begins to rob me of the fun I have doing this. So this year, I’ve stressed less and just let things unfold as they will. So now, if I write one more verse before midnight, I’ll be all caught up.

April Struggles

The more behind I get it seems,

The faster I must run.

I stress and struggle with each word,

Until this is no fun.

If not for fun, then what’s the point,

What does it matter then?

I may as well do something else,

Than stress myself again.

Yet here I am and here I stay,

Too stubborn just to quit.

And there is that good feeling,

Once all the pieces fit.

Yes here I am and here I stay,

Though struggling, fighting still.

Continue putting pen to page,

And prob’ly always will.

As long as there is life in me,

Can still turns words to rhyme.

As long as I’m still having fun,

Up this hill I will climb.

Though I will often fall behind,

I will keep keeping on.

Keep doing this until at last,

All words from me are gone.

That is not yet, and hopefully,

Still far, far off for me.

So please enjoy these simple rhymes,

My gift, to you, from me.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 11

At least once each year, I hit a point where I can’t think of a single thing to write about. This invariably leads to something like the following.

On Writer’s Block

Another day has come and gone,

And here I sit once more.

With keyboard and an empty head,

I’ve been through this before.

 

There is no verse inside my head,

No trick to make this right.

I greatly fear the truth is there,

Shall be no post tonight.

 

I could resort to tricks of old,

Write that I cannot rhyme.

That would be cheating I suppose,

But still there is the time.

 

In thirty minutes give or take,

Tomorrow will begin.

And then with two to write, my God,

The mess I will be in.

 

So for tonight, this boilerplate,

Of simple thoughtless rhymes.

And then to sleep and hope the dawn,

Brings more productive times.

 

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 27

So… here I am almost at the end of the month and I get tagged to work a couple of overnight shifts. I’m normally a Monday to Friday 0600-1400 worker, so the change is wreaking havoc with my brain. This of course made it problematic to focus on writing. Naturally, that problem became the focus of tonight’s poem. Enjoy!

NOTHING DEEP IN HERE

Come words, come rhymes, I summon verse,

I wish it worked that way.

Then I would not stare blankly at,

This page and sigh each day.

The juices of creation flow,

At some lost muse’s whim.

The odds of pulling off this feat,

Are looking mighty slim.

But I keep typing, keep the hope,

That I may yet prevail.

Though truthfully I more suspect.

Spectacularly fail.

Now rhyme by rhyme and word by word,

I slowly closer creep.

To finishing this verse I write,

To once more joyous leap.

As I tie off this poem now,

With just three left to go.

At tunnel’s end there is a light,

Please God just let words flow.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 8

For those of you who don’t know, the idea of the National Poetry Month Writing Challenge, is to write 30 poems in 30 days. That’s why all of these posts are headed with NaPoWriMo. Every time I do this, I hit days where I have absolutely no idea what to write. As you may have guessed, today is such a day. So here is today’s poem.

Le me know your thoughts.
BLANK PAGE, BLANK MIND

I sit and wonder what to write,

And think “Oh dearie me.”

Today is just the ninth and so,

Much more to do you see.

To want for inspiration now,

Is not a hopeful sign.

If I’m to have the slightest chance,

To hit this goal of mine.

Write thirty verse in thirty days,

That is no simple task.

But I will see it through somehow,

Some spark is all I ask.

In years before I’ve done this thing,

Spilt words upon the page.

Perhaps I’ve used up all my thoughts,

Perhaps it’s just my age.

But nothing comes now when I call,

There’s nothing in the well.

Creative block is less than fun,

It is a writer’s hell.

So bear with me, I’ll struggle on,

Spread words across the earth.

While clearly it’s not epic verse,

Enjoy. For what it’s worth.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 16ish

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 and watch it die,

no place for it to go.

It seems I’ve lost my words this time

and now I’m struggling so.

I wish that I could find some way,

recapture what I’ve lost.

There’s not much that I wouldn’t do,

would pay most any cost.

I know this looks like verse I write,

but really all it says.

Is that I’m losing my wee mind,

It’s just one of those days.

 

Cheers, Winston

 

NaPoWriMo Day 13

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,

it truly is a curse.

And every line I try to craft,

becomes worse than the last.

There is no peace, there is no rest,

’til this affliction’s passed.

And so I struggle and I strive,

and still set pen to page.

There is no joy there to be found,

can’t give in to my rage.

But now this verse, at last is here,

the tide begins to turn.

Creative juice begins to flow,

that high for which I yearn.

 

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day Four

Not sure what to write about today, so I’ll write about that very dilemma.

KEEP CALM AND WRITE ON

So once again I hunt for words,
Seek my elusive rhyme.
And run down inspiration with,
One eye stuck on the time.

I have a thought then think again,
Think I did that last year.
This being fresh is tougher than,
Some folks make it appear.

My muse is here right next to me
Her faith helps me write on.
So I grab words and make them fit
Before the day is gone.

It’s just the fourth and I have nought
To write of yet I write.
And having writ I now conclude
To post this verse tonight.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day: 15 Writer’s Block

Today marks the halfway point in the NaPoWriMo challenge. So naturally, I had absolutely no clue what to write. As I was stressing about it, I began devising rhymes about my problem. Here is the result.

Enjoy!

Writer’s Block

I sit here and I ponder what
To write I have no clue.
At fifteen yarns the wells gone dry
I’m not sure what I’ll do.

I know that I should write something
I really have to try.
Today would be the halfway point
To miss might make me cry.

Done the werewolf done the vampire
Done violent games as well.
Done the drones and done my dog
Done God, oh bloody hell.

I guess I must accept the truth
I’ve nothing left to write.
With nothing more to offer you.
I fade into the night.

Cheers, Winston

Writer’s Block, A New Job And The Holiday Season

Hello again everyone.   As you can see from the title, I figured I’d get all the excuses out of the way right off the top.  I won`t bore you with all the details, but it`s been a busy and occasionally frustrating week.  `Nuff said.

In other news:

In a rare fit of something  I`ve never managed before, my Christmas shopping is almost finished.  We`ve just got to pick up one or two small things for our daughter and then it`s just Lynn`s parents and we`re officially finished!  To put that in perspective, I`m normally closing the mall Christmas eve looking for some last minute item for Lynn, so this is cause for some major celebration.

There is of course another reason that I won`t be shopping Christmas eve.  I`ll be at work enabling all the other procrastinators who put off their shopping.  Should be an interesting experience.  (He said hopefully.)  I`m also going to be working Boxing day which should be even more interesting.  (He said sarcastically.)  But at least I`m working again and the hours are good so I`m not complaining.  Not too much anyway.

Speaking of Christmas, there`s one bright spot to my new job.  Blockbuster was open Christmas day, and because Lynn`s family does dinner and gift exchange Christmas eve, I always worked Christmas day so other`s could be with their families.  Game Stop is closed Christmas day, so I will be with my family all day.  Life doesn`t get better than that.

Speaking of the new job, I have to go and start my day.  Hopefully I can get past the writher`s block thing and get back on track.  Time will tell.

Cheers, Winston