Living the Dream

Composed 1/12/17
Description: As a soon-to-be-graduated graduate student, I spend a lot of time thinking about the future. It’s easy to get lost in the hum-drum of thinking about jobs and apartments and money. ┬áBut no matter what the future holds as far as all that goes, this is the best case scenario. For today’s Daily Prompt: Someday.

Sinking into warm cushions and
Opening my arms to you
Melting into the mindless hum of
Entertainment droning on and on as I
Distance myself from the day and
Admire the warmth of your skin and smile
Yearning for nothing

Key

Composed 1/1/17
Description: I have thrown about many ideas for what I want to strive for this year to better improve myself. Some of these ideas are not very original but, I feel, necessary (i.e. eat better, exercise more, lose some pudge), while other goals are things to satisfy my more creative, artistic needs (i.e. experiment with bullet journaling). While some of these things may come true, I am perhaps the queen of halfhearted goals. However, a rare exception to that rule is this blog. While hiatuses are apparent, I have had this blog and kept it updated to some degree for over two years now. Thus, it seems appropriate to try and build on success, take another baby step, if you will. Do you think I can consistently post a poem a week for the whole year?

Inspired by life and today’s Daily Prompt: Year.

Resolutely
Each mind
Swiftly fills with varied aspirations that
Overflow and overwhelm as we
Long to start afresh and better ourselves with
Varied results depending upon
Endurance and earnestness

Rainy Days

Composed 4/14/14
Description: (Day 14 of NaPoWriMo) Inspired by WDBWP’s prompt, Reverse Acrostic, in which we were encouraged to (you guessed it) write an acrostic poem (but with the acronym consisting of the ending letters). However, we had a set list of words to choose from. As today was a drizzly, cool day, my choice was obvious.

I tend to thrive on the coolest of days
When bright sunbeams vanish with an icy adieu
And liquid mountain air drips down
Steaming like kisses on my heated cheeks
Bundling, shivering gives me a high
In which I conquer ennui
And for days I splash without abandon
Yet my body yearns for something else