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Step by Step (OctPoWriMo #6)

Some day soon, I’ll travel far
Maybe in a fast sports car
Or maybe get a caravan
To tow behind my minivan
Sail away to secluded islands
Pick heather in the Scottish highlands
See pyramids, Egyptian and Aztec
Glaciers and Northern lights from a ship’s deck
See Earth’s natural and historic glories
And then write amazing, wonderful stories

Today’s OctPoWriMo offering is in the form of Con-Verse, based on the prompts: What is your desire and how can you follow your desire? Desire, Steps, Journey

How To Heal A Broken Heart (OctPoWriMo #5)

They say to forgive
That forgiveness leads to healing
But how does that help
When your heart is
Split, shattered
Broken, scattered
In shards at your feet
Gather up the all the pieces
Maybe a few are missing
Maybe it won’t go back just like it was
But that’s okay
You’re not just like you were, either
Reassemble as best you can
Throw in some extras that weren’t there before
Replace what was lost with something better
And remember, remember, remember
That the only person you ever need to forgive
Is yourself

Tonight’s OctPoWriMo offering of free verse brought to you by the prompts: healing, creating, heart

Falling (OctPoWriMo #4)

I want to say exactly how I feel

I fall into your eyes each time we meet

But how can I be sure that love is real?

No one can know when love might come to call

When it’s not true, it hurts so much to fall

Is this shiver from love or just a chill?

And how do I account for all the heat?

I want to say exactly how I feel

I must remind myself each time to breathe

No need to make myself faint dead away

My heart will judge and I may not appeal

Is it too late for me to call retreat?

But how can I be sure that love is real?

I am too old to play this game again

If we both lose, will you still call me friend?

I want to say exactly how I feel

At least to try before I call defeat

And take my heart away somewhere to heal

If I can push and then drop back and pass

Will you make the catch and finish the play?

We could both pledge the other’s life to fill

And then forever woo with words so sweet

But how can I be sure that love is real?

Before I totally let go the wheel

Before I make my surrender complete

I want to say exactly how I feel

But how can I be sure that love is real?

Today’s OctPoWriMo offering is in the style of Gra Reformata, sweated over all morning and into the afternoon from the prompts: falling, breathe, fearless

Chaos (OctPoWriMo #3)

Casting about for solid ground, a touchtone, base

How can I know what is real, what is true

All I know is called into doubt

Or proven wrong entirely

Still I persist in trying to make sense of our crazy world

Today’s offering for OctPoWriMo, an acrostic based on the prompt, “chaos”. The suggested poem type was free-form, but evidently that was just too my freedom for me. The photo was taken on our last camping trip, this past February, when we didn’t know it was going to be our last camping trip.

Vulnerable (OctPoWrimo #2)

Gracie stands watch

Peanuts on display
Dog lounges nearby, watching
Who will take that chance?

My second offering for OctPoWriMo, haiku based on the prompt “vulnerable”, and what happens every morning out the window as I sit at my writing table. I’m lucky I get any bird visitors at all.

OctPoWriMo 2020

Many of you have likely heard of NaNoWriMo, which was started by a group of crazy friends way back in 1999. I’ve been participating, off and on, since 2007.

Last year, I learned about OctPoWriMo, which was started by a couple of crazy poet friends in 2012. Thirty-one days of prompts and information on one or two different types of poetry, along with the freeing, no-pressure philosophy that, “We believe there are no rules to poetry, only playing with your words until you breathe life into them.”

And with that, I present my first OctPoWriMo 2020 offering, a Kyrielle Sonnet based on the prompt to “shine your light”.

Until You

Though I have never been alone
I traveled through life on my own
My days always a bit askew
I was so lonely until you

The sun would rise; the sun would set
Many friends I hailed as well-met
But those who touched my heart were few
I was so lonely until you

And now, suddenly, here you are
Giving my life its own North Star
Shining light for a whole new view
I was so lonely until you

Though I have never been alone
I was so lonely until you

InPrompt2

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I recently found out about the Safety Harbor Art and Music Center (SHAMc), when a friend invited me to attend January’s InPrompt2, their monthly open mic poetry and short prose event. Participants write to a monthly prompt and sign up for 5-7 minutes in the spotlight. The space is amazing, with one side devoted to selling member artists’ wares and the other side a very trippy, artistically dynamic performance area.

Wednesday night’s prompt was “backwards”. About fifteen people got up to share their talents, bare their souls, and revel in the applause from fellow wordsmiths. I had a great time and eagerly awaited the announcement of February’s prompt, so I could start composing on the drive home and be ready to take my turn at the mic next month.

“Hamsters.” February’s prompt is “hamsters.”.

Guess I better get those wheels turning….