I almost ran you over—but I didn’t. It wasn’t you, but the person who was walking across the street in that strange way that you used to walk looked just like you.
I only had a moment to look at that person’s face as I quickly rounded the street corner in my car extremely late for work. That person had no idea what thoughts ran through my mind.
That person was oblivious to how close I was hitting them. They looked back to me just as I looked back at them through my rear-view mirror, and all I could think in that swift glance was that I almost ran you over—but I didn’t. (more…)
There were no awards given out at some beautiful ceremony, or trophies sitting high on top of pillars with my name engraved in the gold colored metal—but, I did it. I finished another writing challenge, and now I have pages of poems that I actually like, and some of them I even feel pretty proud of.
The 31-day blogging challenge to write a poem a day for the month of October was probably one of the best things I could have done to dip my feet back into the pool of poetry and kick start my writing for the rest of the year.
OctPoWriMo, or October Poem Writing Month, different from NaPoWriMo, or National Poetry Writing Month, which takes place in the month of April, encourages participants to push themselves and their writing and to explore poetry for another month out of the year. (more…)
OctPoWriMo Day 28: If The Sun Never Rose Again
A dark heavy blanket lies over the land,
and the bright white lights that shine through its holes
never dim as time goes on.
The moon in the sky still pulls up waves over the sand,
and those waking now from sleep
wait for eternity until dawn.
No more warm rays of light.
The night never becomes day.
If the sun never rose again
we would all fade away.
OctPoWriMo Day 29: Writer’s Prompt – “Breathtaking”
OctPoWriMo Day 16:
We help our people?
What about Puerto Rico?
There’s still no power.
OctPoWriMo Day 17: Journey through the Universe
around the sun to get here.
—Still hoping for more.
OctPoWriMo Day 18: Nightmare
OctPoWriMo Day 12: Writing Through Writer’s Block
There are days when there is a need to write and yet nothing to say.
A need to feel a fountain pen in hand gliding across a smooth page,
Or the demand to feel plastic keys move up and down like a ballet.
There’s a mission to move thoughts birthed and housed in gray matter
So that they can entertain and engage others out in the rest of the world.
Those days are the ones where the page is filled up with empty chatter.
The subject evolves from nothing into writing for writing’s sake,
And when the writing’s forced the theme takes a U-turn into procrastination.
Having nothing to say leaves the writer with so much heartache. (more…)