NaPoWriMo #17 – The Adventures of Cookie Dough & The Big Dipper

NaPoWriMo 2019
Time to move. Like, literally. 
I've been frozen behind the counter for ages.
Vanilla, Chocolate, Strawberry - I've seen them come and go.
Meanwhile my chocolate chips have become
little solid discs and I have no idea when I'll ever get my big break,
scooped up,
that chink in the ice
cream.
But one day, once upon a time,
swooping down comes
the stars
the milkyway
the Big Dipper.
My body is moulded for Them.
I arch my back into the curves until They hug me tight.
I am perfectly round and pristine.
Now orbed, I orbit Their galaxy.
But then, the dizziness comes to an end,
and I find myself without them.
I'm frozen again,
atop of a mountain.
I proudly stand round,
my chocolate chips glisten under the
starry shoplights
and now everyone can see,
my cookie dough.

Today’s Prompt

Today, Iโ€™d like you to challenge you to write a poem that similarly presents a scene from an unusual point of view. 

NaPoWriMo #15 – Contortionist

NaPoWriMo 2019
I've often found myself contorting,
squeezing into other peoples' boxes.
Maybe it's because I'm small.
I can fit into places easily.
But my stomach hangs over my legs,
petruding over the line.
Stuffing never helps.
Hiding can often reveal more than
what was
hidden.
So I stopped contorting.

NaPoWriMo #13 – Pessimism

NaPoWriMo 2019
I only ever write about magic in poetry,
on the page is where it can find a home.
Because the magical, mysterious happenings of the 
everyday nowadays
don't exist.
They are filled with endless realities, not infinite, possibilities are cut
short
like the end of a black cat's tail.
But my tale, did begin with some magic -- 
a miracle child, born when no one quite expected it,
living on a tank of hopes and beliefs which my father
went round the hospital, collecting in a jar.
The teddy bear next to me sang me a lullably of two withes:

Jaadu and Junoon*
together, they soared through the night sky,
sprinkling madness into the dreams of adults and children everywhere.
And last night, I had a dream that I was Harry Potter.
I was dueling Draco Malfoy; we had to beat the record of 172
hits made at a target by Lucius Malfoy.
Draco ended up falling off the stage.
I made 870 hits.
But then the teddy bear woke me up,
screaming,
off key. 


Jaadu is a Hindi word meaning magic.
Junoon is an Urdu wor meaning madness.


Today’s Prompt:

Today, weโ€™d like to challenge you to write a poem about something mysterious and spooky! Your poem could be about something that is mysterious and spooky in a bad way (like a witch), or mysterious and spooky in a good way (possibly also like a witch? It depends on the witch, I guess!) Or just the everyday, mysterious, spooky quality of being alive.

NaPoWriMo #7 – Damehood

NaPoWriMo 2019, Poetry

Hello all! Apologies for having been gone for so long, the last two weeks of university were crazy busy! But also, I’ve been feeling quite anxious about writing recently. Not sure why exactly, but I think I can boil it down to more attention being given to my writing. I’m flattered that there’s been an increase recently in people who enjoy my art and are willing to even publish me or follow my blog, and I thank you deeply for that! But as a naturally anxious person, I equate more attention to more scrutiny which means I end up slipping into avoidance behaviour. Writers block on top of this also hasn’t been helping me at all, lol. Let me know if you guys feel this way too in the comments below – let’s chat! ๐Ÿ™‚

So today, I’ve decided to return and challenge myself with NaPoWriMo! For those of you who don’t know NaPoWriMo is National Poetry Writing Month, so every month in April you write a poem, which is what I’m going to be doing for the rest of the month.

Malleable

free verse, Poetry

Hey everyone! Apologies for not posting last week, BUT I have a good reason, because on Saturday I was at the UK National Poetry Slam! I am happy to announce that I came in 3rd place! I had spent so much time practicing that I didn’t have enough energy to write a post. BUT I’m back!! AND here with a NEW POEM ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ I wrote this about how recently I’ve finally been able to take control of my negative feelings rather than get stuck in them. Enjoy!


Your hand slips between your lips 
and lifts all her fingers inside.
Sheโ€™s not lost anymore,
walks straight past the canines (sharp!)
takes a right at the left molar
2 paces South of the Tongue and
-- aha!

The Oesophagus.

Tissues๐Ÿคง

haiku, Poetry

Hey guys! So whilst the weather in London has been getting better, I’ve been ill! (Yay (!) ) I’m not quite up to writing a full blog post, but like I said at the beginning of the year, I am putting out a new post on Sundays no matter what! So, here’s a little haiku about being ill. Enjoy! ๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค’

On The Fence

free verse, Poetry, spoken word poetry
Iโ€™m tired of sitting 
on the fence of femininity
and dangling my
hairy legs
over the
edge. 
Iโ€™ve been in this              tossed-coin region 
for a while now,

mid-air,

frozen and
floating.
I am      a moment,
a feeling rather than
a whole human being:
anticipation 
for a result,
Because, of course,
I need to pick a side
beneath which label do I hide:
masculine                                      or                        feminine?

What I learnt in 2018 [+slam video!] ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽ‰

free verse, Poetry, spoken word poetry

Hello all! I hope you’ve had a good new year so far :)! My new year began with a LOT of deadlines and returning to university, which I have now only just adjusted to. BUT (and I know I say this all the time but I mean it today!) I have now managed to adjust myself back into university life and so I will now be uploading every Sunday! To start off this week, I thought I would share my poem reflecting on things I learnt in 2018. I performed an abridged version of the full poem at the Farrago Poetry Slam (video below) which is also my first official video on the InkLit Productions channel!! WOO!! It’s not one of my best performances admittedly since I was quite nervous, however, I’m still proud of it, so enjoy!


January 2018

I learnt that some lame NYE traditions arenโ€™t actually all that lame?
I still prefer drinking Shloer instead of wine
and sitting on the sofa
doing nothing
eating pizza
with my parents
doing nothing but
watching the BBC fireworks with my parents instead of actually going out and doing fireworks.

End of School Year

haiku, Poetry

Hi everyone! So, long time no see and I’m so sorry! 
Needless to say that my NaNoWriMo attempt was abysmal, and I clearly overestimated just how much I could get done. Now that it’s the end of my semester, I have more time and so will be going back to writing weekly posts! No more month long writing attempts for a while…

So, in light of it being the end of the semester, I’ve decided to return with this small haiku.
Enjoy! ๐Ÿ™‚ 


notebook spine is bent 
the cover is nearly off
worn out; just like me.