Hey all. We're two thirds of the way done with poetry month. I'm happy I've made it this far, but also sad to see that there are only ten days left.
I'm thinking of making the award for the best poem posted in the comments a picture that is poem specific. Since only one person has posted their poems so far (Thank you, Gracia! You rock!), it makes more sense to wait and see which one I pick and then tailoring the award to fit it. Stay tuned to see my awesome, photoshopping skills! (Or not.)
If you've been following this blog, and writing a poem a day, but just didn't want to post them in the comments, feel free to at least let me know you've been writing alongside us. Write on, fellow poets!
Day 20 - Write a poem that's looking back, and/or write a poem that's not looking back, like looking forward or even just simply not looking at all. Maybe the speaker is blind or something. Interpret the prompt how you wish.
Eclipse
It's rare, but happens predictably,
When the moon moves in front of the sun.
I point and look up in awe
at the sudden darkness.
'It's special', they say, 'to see it like this,
right in our own backyard.'
I think it's special too, only...
does anyone else, for a split second,
get afraid that the eclipse won't end?
That brief moment of darkness is looked
is looked forward to.
But what if eclipses were forever?
What if the coming event that
seems so huge and promising,
that everyone looks forward to,
that I am hanging my happiness on,
is so big it eclipses my past?
Looking forward to something so much,
I find myself in danger of forgetting my roots.
What if the future is so bright and promising
it eclipses my past forever?
Is there such a thing as
looking forward too much?
I wonder if the moon ever minds the eclipse,
ever minds that while he is feeling
the full heat and promise of the sun,
his back is a little cold.
Day 20 Poem:
ReplyDeleteBroken
The word broken
Has new meaning to me.
The fear of darkness
Has grown to a new intensity.
The love of you
Has left me blind,
On my knees,
Broken.
Hugs mean so much more to me now,
Than they ever have before.
They’ve always been special.
I just never realized
How temporary they really are.
No matter how long we hold on,
We will always eventually have to let go.
But, thankfully, memories last,
Even when our hugs end,
When we’re too broken
To make amends.
And memories,
We can keep in our heads.
And no one,
No one can rob us
Of their warm.
Memories never end.
But now,
With all the memories in my head,
Swirling about,
Causing chaos
And doubt,
I don’t think I want to remember.
Cause along with these bliss memories,
There always comes bitterness
And pain.
No matter how hard we try and forget,
The brokenness still remains.
Day 20 Poem:
ReplyDeleteBroken
The word broken
Has new meaning to me.
The fear of darkness
Has grown to a new intensity.
The love of you
Has left me blind,
On my knees,
Broken.
Hugs mean so much more to me now,
Than they ever have before.
They’ve always been special.
I just never realized
How temporary they really are.
No matter how long we hold on,
We will always eventually have to let go.
But, thankfully, memories last,
Even when our hugs end,
When we’re too broken
To make amends.
And memories,
We can keep in our heads.
And no one,
No one can rob us
Of their warm.
Memories never end.
But now,
With all the memories in my head,
Swirling about,
Causing chaos
And doubt,
I don’t think I want to remember.
Cause along with these bliss memories,
There always comes bitterness
And pain.
No matter how hard we try and forget,
The brokenness still remains.
Hmm, that's weird, it posted it twice. My bad... Well, I've been a little hesitant posting my poems because 1. the problems with publishing, and 2. no one else seems to post their poems. Haha, I guess I just wasn't sure if I "should" be posting, knowing that I'm all alone in the comment boxes... BTW, great poems Reesha; I've enjoyed reading them a lot! :)
ReplyDeleteHey Gracia.
ReplyDeleteI appreciate your boldness in posting your poems here.
Perhaps in the future I'll do a post about writer's posting their work online, but for now, rest assured most publication places do not consider the posting of a poem or part of a novel online publication. In fact, it's sometimes even encouraged. lol. I've been researching the publishing world for a long time now, there's so much I have to say on this subject.
Remind me to post about it.
And btw, thank you, thank you, thank you for posting your poems alongside mine. There is an encouragement that comes from writers sharing their work together. Way to be bold and get those poems out there! I, too, have enjoyed reading your poems.