Friday, April 30, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 30

-The Final Poem (Of The Month)-

I could hardly bare
To sit down
And write this poem.
So I dillied
And I dallied
And I avoided my laptop.
I helped with surprises
And did something artistic
And even attended a sporting event.
But in the end
I realized
I still had to sit down
To write my final poem.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 29

-Almost Gone-

The month has almost
Gone
And yet I'm unfulfilled.

Today is almost
Gone
And I'm creatively exhausted.

This school years almost
Gone
And I'm so ready for summer.

High school is almost
Gone
And I'm frightened for the future.

Childhood is almost
Gone
And I feel like it went to fast.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 28

-Or-

Everyone tells me
That I should write about
Giving blood.
Again.
But what about
The rain?
Or
About painting?
How about
My yellow ray of light?
Or
Driving?
I'd like to write about
Crying and music.
Or
About how I felt
When I shook hands with someone new.
Or what about
How the month is almost gone?
Or
The star I'll one day become?
I can't write about
The play I plan to write.
Or
The dreams I have at night.
So maybe I'll take their advice.
And write about being queasy.
And getting better.
And saving a life.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 27

-Just One Of Those Days-

It's just one of those days
When a weekend is suddenly
Shot wide open.
When your friends aren't
Nearly as sympathetic
As you'd thought.
When you want the rain to fall
And it just stops.
When you think everything
Is destined to go wrong all day
Then it's just surprisingly good.

Monday, April 26, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 26

-Jazz Music, Love Stories and New Shampoo-

The slow croon
On a rainy
Monday
Afternoon.
With a handmade quilt
Pulled tight around me.
Both providing shelter
From unwanted emotion.

Serendipitous meetings
On subway cars.
Random
Happenstance.
Star crossed lovers bring
Hope and tears,
Together in one,
For relief.

A new scent
On ever strand.
Refreshing
Sensations.
As it cleanses
My wild mess of hair,
It revitalises
My weary soul.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 25

-The Lazy Aftermath-

On the day after the rushing around
I found
Messes in the kitchen,
Shoes scattered across the living room floor,
And dishes waiting to be done.

I sat and reminisced
About things not so long passed,
Like dances and lost confidence and pounding hearts.
And I realized that I needed a lazy day.

So I took one.
Stole it right out from under some tabby cats nose.
I used it, like a broom,
To sweep up the remnants of the past three weeks.
To put them together in a Mosaic of memories.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 24

-Prom Preparation-

In the hustle and bustle
I lost track of time.
I forgot myself
And all I had to do.
And now I'm here
With my hair all done up
And my make up too,
With no time left
To write this.

Friday, April 23, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 23

-Spirit-

Spirit is how you define it.
Is it:
Dressing up in your school colors?
(And being one of the few.)
A floating apparition?
(That may or may not be real.)
The meaning of a season or day?
(Because we all just LOVE the holidays.)
Spirit is how you define it.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

NaPoWriMo Day 22

-Strawberry Seeds-

I have a strawberry seed
Stuck between
My back teeth.
I cannot think of anything else.
Just the feel of that tiny seed
Lodged in the crevece
Of my molars.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 21

-Monotony-

On and on
The day drones.
Sameness and so on
And so on.
We get no change,
In the day to day,
At least that we can notice.
An endless
Sustained note
In the background
Of our minds.
It is life.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 20

-The Rain-

The rain seems to have
Washed away
All my other ideas.
And in their place
Left puddles
That I can splash in.
Just splatters of ideas.
Not nearly enough to form
One complete poem.

Monday, April 19, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 19

-Looking Ahead-

I won't focus on the negative.
Not today.
I will only look to the future.
To days of new adventures.
To days of new learning.
To days of peace.
Where no one I know can reach me.
And nothing of my past exists.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 18

-Fear-

I have fears
Even on the brightest
Of spring days.

Not the
"Monster under the bed"
Fears.

Or the
"Nuclear explosion"
Kind either.

Mine are the fears of poetry.
Darkness swallowing you whole.
Heartbreak suffocating you.

The real fears.
The ones you all have too.
The fearful fears.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 17

-The Paths Of Life-

I am standing
At a crossroad
In my life.

I don't know
Which way to go.
Which path to choose.

Because I've started
Down the one less traveled
And it's not really getting me where I want to go.

But the one that's smoothed
Seems so boring
And predictable.

So do I choose difficult?
Or worn?
Or should I get a machete and cut my own?

Friday, April 16, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 16

-What The Silence Brings-

Silence, slowly seeping
Into my numb brain
Waking me up
To words I wish you'd say
And those I wish I could say
And those that we never will.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 15

-I Want You-

It's time like this
When I think of you.
When the sun comes to great me
And I need a reason to wake.
I want you to be my reason.

It's times like this
When I think of you.
When I sit alone at lunch
And I need someone to talk to.
I want you to be my listener.

It's times like this
When I think of you.
When I walk down the halls
And I need a hand to hold.
I want you to be my holder.

It's times like this
When I think you.
When I drive home in my car
And I need someone to sing to.
I want you to be my audience.

It's time like this
When I think of you.
When I'm watching the sunset on a warm spring night
And I need someone to lean on.
I want you to be my someone.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 14

-Discontent-

I'm afraid
That the novelty
Of all these games
You're playing
Is starting to wear off.
I'm moving, swiftly,
Back towards the
Melancholy
That I'd so unwittingly started
To think was gone,
If not for good,
Then at least for
The time being,
Your "almosts" and
Your "buts" and
Your "thing's" are
Slowly wearing me down,
Scraping off the
Fresh coat of paint
On my newly refurbished
Confidence and hope.
And I really don't have the
Time, strength, or will
To go buy another
Can to
Fix it up so soon.
So please,
Please, please, PLEASE!
Just finish this
Game or scrape
Off the last of
Th paint
So that I can
Finally get some sleep.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 13

-Exhaustion-

I'm so tired
Mentally
Physically
Intellectually
Spiritually

From the abundance of tension
From the lack of sleep
From the cryptic messages
From the build up of hope

I'll try everything
To stay awake
So that I can figure out
You

Monday, April 12, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 12

-Sound-proof-

For a poet,
Being left without words-
Having them snatched
And hidden from you-
Is unnerving.
Now here I am
Silenced by your silence
Nauseous from the quiet
And full from the words unsaid.
Your words-
Typed
Texted
Spoken-
Are bringing me closer
To getting out
Of this sound-proof room.
All that's left
Is for you
To turn the key to the door.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 11

-Thanks For Texting Me Back-

My Sunday has been...
Insignificant
Arid
Bland
Colourless
Dull
Tedious
And boring
Until the moment
When you pressed "reply to text"
And my phone's dinging
Lifted me out of the haze
And into your words

Saturday, April 10, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 10

-On My Mind-

Yesterday flowed into today
Which was sunny
And blue
And it made me happy
Which is more then I can say
For most of the other things in my life lately.

And as much as I hate admitting it
The reason I'm getting better-
Getting on with life-
Is because there's someone.
Someone who can make me laugh
And smile
And float
And hope that maybe he's not going to break my heart.

Friday, April 9, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 9

-Exposure-

I've heard that people are reading
What I am writing.
These words that
Simply fall from my head
Onto the page
Of my tattered little notebook
That I carry in my purse
And then leap from my hands
To the computer
And fly away to the Internet.
Such a simple journey
And yet
People are reading
What I'm writing

Thursday, April 8, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 8

-I'm Okay.-

I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay.
I keep repeating
To myself
In hopes that one day soon it will be completely true.
That I won't feel empty
Or like I'm somehow lying

I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay.
I keep repeating
To those around me
Because I care enough to keep it hidden.
They don't need to know
It's better that they don't

I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay.
I keep repeating
To the dark curving road
With it's pools of light formed by the street lamps.
As I grit my teeth
Against what you're not supposed to say

I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay.
I keep repeating
To the familiar patterns of my pillow case.
The only one who will listen
When the tears won't stop
And the world becomes to much for me to bare

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 7

-Moving Forward-

I'm no longer planning for my future
I'm starting to do it.
No more filling in class slots and required maths
No more scheduled "forecasting"

I'm moving on to doing.

I'm no longer standing idly by with my feelings
I'm starting to act on them
No more watching and earning from afar
No more emotional investments when there's no glimmer of a spark

I'm moving on to growing up.

I'm no longer trying to hard to write
I'm starting to just let it flow
No more forced words
No more false emotions

I'm moving forward.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 6

-Commitment-

When you just forget
About everything else that's going on
And just be in the moment,
Be totally invested-
Totally committed-
To what your doing,
You can achieve all you've ever dreamed.

Monday, April 5, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 5

-"I Could Never Hate You"-

I know I should be upset, but I can't be
Not with them, not for something like this.
I can't blame them.
Not with them being who they are,
Two wonderful, thoughtful, crazy awesome people,
Who hold such important places in my life.
I wouldn't dream of denying them happiness.

But even though there's a lack of anger,
There is no lack for hurt.
Hurt that they'd assume I'd be so mean,
That I'd be so quick to kick them out of my life.
Hurt that they didn't tell me from the start,
That they waited for me to figure it out on my own.
And hurt that it does hurt,
When I so desperately don't want it to.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 4

-Today I Went To A Park-

Today I went to a park
And saw it through the eyes
Of a 3 year old
And it was adventure

Today I sat on the floor
And saw it through the eyes
Of a 1 year old
And it was overwhelming

Today I ate at a nice restaurant
And saw it through the eyes
Of the adult I'm becoming
And it was humbling

Today I sat in my bed
And saw it through the eyes
Of an 18 year old
And it simply was

Saturday, April 3, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 3

-No Sadness To Speak Of-

Sometimes, the tears just come
With no reason to speak of
Except that it's life

Friday, April 2, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 2

-Reflecting On 6:30 This Morning-

This Morning, as the sun rose
and my 5 alarms began to wail
I rolled over, fighting
the sweet lullaby of the rain
Which, pattering on the rooftop near my head
tried to lull me peacefully back to unconsciousness.
But it's so hard to say no
when there's no fight left in me
When all I want
is to be carried away by the rain and wind.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

NaPoWriMo 2010 Day 1

-Preparation-

Again, I've been waiting
For the day when pranks are pulled.
Not because I'm a joker
But for a much more literary reason

I've waited to write
In metered verse; in rhythms; in rhymes.
Once a day, 30 times in a row
And I can't lie, I'm totally prepared.

I've been gathering-
Like a bird building a home in spring
Writing down little bits and pieces of my life
To use on one, where I lose inspiration.

Writers block has nothing on me;
Won't take hold and pull me under.
Because I've got my life vest
To keep me afloat, all month long.