NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2017, Poetry

NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017 Day Thirty (plus epilogue)

(I end this challenge late but on what I feel is a playful high. Events and challenges welcome us to step out of comfort zones and to have fun our precious words. Safe and samey? Oh no! 

To those to have read my 2017 contribution to April Poetry Challenge Month: thank you! x)

 

Effort

do you
do you do you do
you
try as hard as you
can
try try try as much much
as you you you
do you
try
hard as nails
sharp hard
can you
do
hard hard hard
try try
much

will you lo    o     sen up
l   e    t        go
go    go g   o g     o
re al        f    a    r
a    w    a    y
far away
far so far so hard
you tr
ied
bre ath ing in and o    u
t
in      and      ou    t
and o ut

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NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2017, Poetry

NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017 Day Twenty-Nine

Invisible

Not a cell, not a cage:
still a jail.
No bars nor fences:
consistent and confident obstacle.
What’s more vital, imagination or will?
Strength and power from pith into pieces.
You are what you eat, forced to absorb
miracle decoctions drop by drop.
Whether strong current or stream,
small catch in a big box, bait and net.
#poem #poetry #napowrimo2017 #glopowrimo2017
#challenge #experimental

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NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017 Day Twenty-Eight

Mise en Scene

“post-modern wannabe” you squeak
“gullible pit stop” you season
“meaningless” silence
no surprise feigned, none
usurper from the onset
right through furnishing the park
and setting stage on the pavement
I’ve read the notes, no regrets
oddest of allies made you spill
no surprise feigned, none
frivolous is as flight’s forced
the handkerchiefs, boiled and bleached
when after all this time
I burst all my impertinent juice
there is no room for your
affected consternation

#poem #poetry #napowrimo2017 #glopowrimo2017

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NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017 Day Twenty-Seven (and a medium note)

 

(This poem is an outright NaPoWriMo cheat in the sense that I have not written it this April. In fact, I wrote it in May 2016 for a submission to the wonderful Litmus Magazine on the subject of diagnostics. I am still so pleased that my other poem was chosen to be published in the issue. Whereas the other piece is more medical, I couldn’t shy away from the huge role diagnostics play in technical support. I have decided to post it as part of poetry month not just because I already failed the challenge, but because it would be nice to share, as I suspected it would never see the  light of day otherwise.)

 

TLOS-DIS
(Total Loss of Service- Disconnected)

hadn’t quite realised
how many thoughts
pushed down
where the light gleams brightest
where the glass shards can kill you

the words so strong
the copper vibrated
with hatred

after that there was no more
no clipped speech, out of order cluster
just lost energy in tangles
incomplete circuits
these calls will never connect

pretending to ignore periferal woes
always want more: ask for, ask for
twice the dose, correct premise
there is a fault never to be found
for first time around all tests
are run remotely

predictions accumulated one by one
however textbook or boring acid always burns
aprotic nitrification, uninhibited and unsolved
a hole that grows, pulling in all essence
#poem #poetry #napowrimo2017 #glopowrimo2017

 

 

 

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NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017 Day Twenty-Six (and a short note)

(I know we are in May. I will complete this challenge before September. Challenger is a harsh word. Why be mean to an activity that has warmed up my poetic left-overs?)

Pioneer

She gets told where to go,
arrives at destinations previously undisclosed,
grateful for both innate and learnt dynamism,
she ducks at the punches and rolls
away from location with one of many rewards.

Knowledge alone isn’t power:
almost the first rule and without a doubt
the biggest mistake to make,
bringing us to quite the trade secret:
early on, most will stray away from
context or intuition.

She cracked the code, worked out the puzzles;
laughed at the now obvious simplicity
of formulae, always respecting
the treachery of hind-sight.

#poem #poetry #napowrimo2017 #glopowrimo2017

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NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017 Day Twenty-Five (and a Tiny Note)

(a rare rhyming event, however, if this is a challenge, I must step out of my free verse comfort zone)

 

Fiction

I don’t ask why anymore
I don’t believe whispered lore

I trust my gut instead of head-lines
watch the ground, avoid sour mines

I see the puppeteer and the wires
if only there was money in cease-fires

The make belief has taken over
I don’t want to watch over my shoulder

Truth and lies mixed in together
stiff as a board, light as a feather

 
#poem #poetry #napowrimo2017 #glopowrimo2017 #rhyme

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NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017 Day Twenty-Four

Law of Conservation

at one point our truths were different
but our paths were the same
each chose different subjects
to broil in our minds
until their insides
popped out gruesomely
until mistrust grew hastily
until two precipitates formed
contempt choking me
guilt asphyxiating you

 
#poem #poetry #napowrimo2017 #glopowrimo2017
#chemistry #precipitate #product #conservation #contempt

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