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)



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

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
bre ath ing in and o    u
in      and      ou    t
and o ut

NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2017, Poetry

NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017 Day Twenty-Nine


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

NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2017, Poetry

NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017 Day Eighteen

Run-on Silent Complaints

you’ve been here forever

(nothing has except some particles known to no one hiding under scores of layers of rock with names and classifications those bits of rubble may have been here forever)

they can’t kick you out

(they could if they really wanted to in this corner we have the ones that rushed to get permanent resident forms in fear not so lucky to have overprotective progenitors forking out for private health insurance)

(intersectionally stuck foreign ill female she seems nice don’t make me doubt the differences and similarities between scammed and skanked)

NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2017, Poetry

NaPoWriMo/ GloPoWriMo 2017- Day Eleven

Fountain Pen- Diatribe in Spurts*

come on, ink start flowing properly
in characteristics smooth lines

allow my handwriting to look abandoned

silly pen

do you just need readjusting?
or am I too quick to dismiss you?

the old nib was my gliding ally

warming up, tough to break in

I don’t have the patience,
but I do have the curiosity.

working yet? Part of your job
to frustrate with a starting
slow flow?

you’re no better than a stumpy felt tip
if you keep up like this




* Much like the ink itself
#poem #poetry #napowrimo2017 #glopowrimo2017
#experimental #frustration #fountainpen #ink #flow

NaPoWriMo2016, Poetry

Day Thirty #NaPoWriMo 2016

Much Rather
Wearing an orange hat
Overhauling inside and out
          plastic bag
Making a fist
          sweaty palms
Timely arrival at door
          half dressed, van off
Celebrating Merits
          surprise wailing
To own a helium head
          heavy metals
On a beach, somewhere, mostwheres
          microwave wheat bag
Spa massages and all you can eat
          sticky physio
A day not brought to me by the letter F
          name and nature
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Day Twenty-Eight #NaPoWriMo 2016

The Obvious Choices
unseasonal weather
   coloured in
unwelcome sebacious troll
   agonising duration
longwinded chase of ghostly gaggles
   lettuce to a second hand wedge
   twice fried lard of the plump
recipes to feed <2 or >5
   boiling point (now-2)
   tepid (avoid)
noise pollution
tool box
   hammer to the head
   Incan triangle
NaPoWriMo2016, Poetry

Day Eleven #NaPoWriMo 2016

Bleach Spray
I tried so hard to clean the tiles;
avoided chemical burns by wearing gloves,
ventilated generously and stood back
as I shot down each metre squared,
achieving what I saw as the perfect candela.
Magic spray (softened cynicism);
looked away (lies);
wandering stray (generous);
was distracted when I should’ve focused
on one thing at a time (unheard of).
Matte ring under two out of four blown-lights;
oval medal and intermittent reminder from now on.