To Do List | NaPoWriMo #7

To Do List (for a typical day-in-the-life-of-a-poet): • Do write poetry/Don’t avoid writing poetry • Do feel all the feelings/Don’t let the feelings feel you • Do learn about poetry/Don’t forget to grow • Do remember to sleep/Don’t sleep at your desk • Do drink lots of tea/Don’t drink too much tea • Do re-arrangeContinue reading “To Do List | NaPoWriMo #7”

Synonyms | NaPoWriMo #3

Today was a slow day a rest day a still day a low day a high day a cake day a pie day a lie day a peace day a hush day a calm day a good day a mute day a cute day a snow day a sun day but not a sunday, aContinue reading “Synonyms | NaPoWriMo #3”

Your Plant | NaPoWriMo #2

Softly. Softly. Lattice in the seeds. Softly. Softly. Latch upon the soil. Slowly. Slowly. Sit with the sunrise. Gently. Gently. Kiss the earth. Softly. Softly. Kip the passion. Softly. Softly. Lay upon the soil. Slowly. Slowly. Lather it with snot. Gently. Gently. Sit by its roots. Softly. Softly. See the seed push through soil. Gently.Continue reading “Your Plant | NaPoWriMo #2”

Giraffe | NaPoWriMo #1

We find ourselves in chairs comfortable, near enough to feel his knees, his breath. We watch one another, with eyes full of all the faces aside from the one before us. But still, we change the scene, and draw our mouths up towards eyes trying to uncrack stiff faces so that something, anything, will happen.Continue reading “Giraffe | NaPoWriMo #1”

Pastiche

An amalgamation of one or two lines from every poem I’ve written for my AgoraPoetry series! Enjoy that’s like clouds without the sky. my voice has its own poweran ignition, somewhere. as though a faraway brush has brought us all into existence up up and up it is no surprise now  the whispers of warmthContinue reading “Pastiche”

The Painter

Photocopied trees circle me,And I feel as though I am being painted,As though a far away brush has brought us all into existence– Then a child runs too carelessly,falls on their face,And the painting is slightly torn.