Poetry Wednesday – Words Elude

Words Elude

Exact words elude

Swim around in my coffee

Cooling rapidly beside paper

Determined to be more

More than blank on this day

Where ink runs and hides

For the words have interests

Elsewhere, anywhere but here

With them and the paper

Better to swim and sink

Into the coffee grounds

Than make marks of the heart

Visible for all to read

Exact words elude

Swim around in my coffee

Patterns they make just as lovely

As the ones they could make

With ink on the paper beside

My coffee cup’s forlorn nature

A sentinel on my desk in wait

For more to come soon enough

Even as exact words elude

NaPoWriMo 2020 – Day 6

The Monster

The monster outside my door
Disfigured and maimed into
A wicked wretch I am mangled
Within a darker nightmare
Where the nightingale lays
Pinned perverted to an altered
Mind minding its manners
Into extraction of fear
Torturous even in dying
Unleashed bleeding across
Pages sick deranged far more
Than the monster outside

NaPoWriMo Review

And another NaPoWriMo is done. This was my sixth NaPoWriMo. This year wasn’t as successful as other years but it certainly was not the worst. I ended up with 45 new poems across 4 different poetry books. I had intended to write more for Written & Whim so it would be done and ready for publishing soon.

However, life had other plans. An emergency tooth extraction on April 11th made the rest of the month kind of odd as things aren’t healing, recovering as quickly as I would like. Prior to the extraction, I had been more tired than what is typical. I suffer from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome so for me to notice this, the exhaustion was WAY intense. I suspect, now, it was due to my body fighting the infection that led to the tooth extraction. Worse than usual exhaustion remains – though not as badly – through recovery. I only have so much energy to give things, anything, in a given day. The infection, the extraction, and the recovery have been consuming most of it.

I had hoped to go to a concert during the month but fatigue vetoed that. I wasn’t a total recluse during the month though. I managed to go to the coffee shop a few times to write even if I didn’t really want to. The days I want to spend the entire day in bed, I force myself to get out even if it is for an hour at the coffee shop and I make myself write. I may go back to bed when I get home but, at least, I did something productive with my day.

I spent Easter with my niece and nephew. On April 6th, I worked a craft & art show. Sadly, the crowd was minimal at best. I sold nothing. My friend sold 2 items. It was very disappointing yet we forge ahead with getting our art out to the people.

I did quite a bit of sewing prior to the show as I constructed more drawstring backpacks out of my fabric stash as well as create an Easter-themed mixed media piece and an Easter-themed mosaic.

I started figuring out how to make things from polymer clay which was prompted by an idea for a mixed media art project but being unable to find the components in order to make it a reality. I need to finish constructing the clay components this coming week so I can start on the project. I also have several mosaics in various states of creation. Working hard to motivate myself to finish them. A few have been languishing, unfinished, for a while.

My hopes for May are:
– Complete most, if not all, of my mixed media art project
– Finish off at least 3 of the 6 mosaics I have in progress
– Finish the sewing project I have sitting on my cutting table
– Finish the clay pot art project I have sitting on my work table
– Finish Written & Whim while making more progress on Doll & Discarnate, Letters & Locks, and Tincture & Thorn
– Finish the healing process of the tooth extraction site
– Have a very successful craft show on May 11th

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day 28

Little Bits

Little bits of soul
Scatter like dreams
Fading and broken
Focused on grief
Rather than remembering
What water restores
What it once took away
Ferocious fury when arriving
I can attest but often overlook
Fading and broken
My thoughts scatter
Little bits of soul

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day 26

She Knows

She knows dreams
Are a vehicle to somewhere
While going nowhere
But deeper into delusions
Must there be a decision
A division between the two
She often wonders as she
Slips into the colorful darkness
Sweeter than any awake can
Offer up in sacrifices
Starving without respite
She knows dreams
Are a vehicle to somewhere
While going nowhere
But deeper into a curse
Upon waking hours
Unproductive in weeping
Where she may dream of
Better times to come true