Poetry Book Wednesday – Mourning & Melancholia

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This week’s Poetry Book Wednesday feature is the brand new release, Mourning & Melancholia. It is my 21st full-length poetry book. This is a very exciting milestone as I never considered the possibility of so many published books. Mourning & Melancholia did take longer to write than I had originally anticipated yet I am immensely delighted with the poems completed.

One hundred poems inscribed on fallen angel feathers mired in melancholia and marked with what prevails the mourning after

Mourning & Melancholia is available through Amazon. Kindle – $2.99 and Paperback – $9.99. The other 20 of my currently published poetry books and numerous chapbooks can also be found on Amazon.

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Poetry Wednesday – My Bed

My Bed

Keep demons under my bed
Pretend to be a serpent
Writhing above my minions
I oppress with my dreams
Fantastical and fanatical
Spells I craft unbroken
Against fluffy comforting pillows
I leave my demons without
Flooding our lands with blood
In feast or famine
Hidden in bed sheets
Twisted around legs I
Imagine are mine
Once upon my psychosis
All to have and hold
More than my allotment to
Keep demons under my bed

Tuesday Tabellion – Post-NaPoWriMo Thoughts

NaPoWriMo 2018 & Camp NaNoWriMo have come to an end. My Camp NaNoWriMo goal for April was 30 poems to match the intent of NaPoWriMo. I validated on April 27th with 31 poems. I find this disappointing. In previous Camp NaNoWriMos, I always increased the goal. Most of the past Aprils, I was writing three to four poems a day. There even days with as many as eight poems (much like during NaNoWriMo). This April, however, I was lucky to put forth one poem with the rare second poem happening.

Overall, I am happy that progress happened with Mourning & Melancholia (16 for 36/100), Altars & Avatars (15 for 15/100), and Written & Whim (4 for 4/100).

This NaPoWriMo featured the posting of works to Instagram as well as some technical glitches which led to me posting several days at a time rather than every single day to this blog, Twitter, my Author page on Facebook, and Instagram. It was rather annoying. While I did like the readership that seemed to increase due to my use of Instagram, I remain uncertain about it.

On April 20th, I experienced Cradle of Filth, Jinjer, and Uncured. Post-concert depression did hinder my writing progress unlike with prior concerts I had attended. The reason for such eludes me. It was a fabulous concert and I did enjoy myself immensely even if my legs did not. Fibromyalgia and Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome do not make good concert-going companions.

April was light on other artistic pursuits too which left me feeling a bit at loose ends. May May bring more creativity and inspiration.

NaPoWriMo Day 28 – The Crown

The Crown

Bring the crown around
Whispers of another age
Passed us by in a blink
Lights do poison our breed
Cold in their perfection
Forcing the crown around
Necks broken as glass
Where time has lost meaning
Light of our lives buried
Into mistaken identities
Gems upon the crown around
Whispering of another age
Passed us over into night
Lights do destroy our breed
On bended knees with
Shattered kneecaps pained
Bring the crown around
To a noose above heads bent

NaPoWriMo Day 27 – Mask Cordial

Mask Cordial

Benediction cannot spare
Horrors of this wasteland
Brought by the corpse
Consuming heart and mind
His course through seas
Marred by grief-filled blood
A war we birthed in rage
This wasteland aftermath
Passions dare not speak of
Cross the fingers in hope
Hope the wasteland fades
From evocation, verity
A futile benediction
Cannot spare, spare us
Horrors of this wasteland
Brought by the corpse
Sidling beneath anticipation
Camouflaged behind a cordial
Mask welcoming all happily
Into his deceptive seas

NaPoWriMo Day 23 – Morgiana

Morgiana

Mysterious Morgiana
Frozen into the sand
Beneath the moonlit tide
I try to free her from waves
Washing me unclean
Unworthy to witness light
Morgiana is rumored to hold
So only darkness I can
Claim as the waves lap
At my hands and knees
Knelt in determined to meet
Mysterious Morgiana
Frozen into moonlit tide
I try to free her from waves
Gain a new spot on horizons
Beyond dawn and dusk
Unworthy to witness light
Morgiana is rumored to hold

NaPoWriMo Day 18 – Moon’s Shadow

Moon’s Shadow

Beneath the moon’s shadow
I found mother waiting on me
Guide me away from where
I was left to wander
In thirteen steps I travel
Skip then dance for meanings
Drove me far and out
Into an insanity left marring
My intentions I script
On shredded papers hasty
Floating on the wind
Into water they perish
Without thought or scream
Beneath the moon’s shadow
They found final peace as
I found mother waiting on me
Guide me away from where
I needed to be for mother
Bears ill-will in misunderstanding
Her rhymes and meters always
In flux around a blackened heart
Thirteen steps I could break free
But thorns disintegrate me at
Mother’s commanding screams
Beneath the moon’s shadow