NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2017, Poetry

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)



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

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NaPoWriMo2016, Poetry

Day Twenty-Nine #NaPoWriMo 2016

When was the last time I missed a deadline?
Mortified, terrified, make the panic mine;
been a while since the time I lived on air and moths,
now every day pushes under. Chlorophorm on cloth.
I knew all my rules, capitals and ancient civilisations;
now, I barely recognise myself in this nation;
no vision, no knowledge, just a shepherd’s flock,
bad supposition, miss the mark of a crusty sock.
Should I fly, jump, or sing like a bird?
Whatever saves me from this compulsory herd.
When will I know if I’ll I run, hide or fail?
Will you swap your siren song for my beached whale?