I woke up when the world fell asleep
The silence was so still and deep
I thought that everything had died
And only I was left alive
Cursed to lay awake and ponder
My own real loneliness
Composed 5/31/19
night
A Quiet Night
Composed 5/12/16
Description: For Day 8, which is “pleasure.” We were encouraged to use anaphora or epistrophe (repetition at the beginning or end of a verse). I chose to go with the former.
A quiet night is all you need
To reap the fruits of pleasure’s seed
A calmness sets into the breath
As exhales send our stress to death
A quiet night is all you need
To let all discomfort bleed
From the bones and from the mind
As you claim your own free time
A quiet night is all you need
To take that little bit of greed
For yourself and for your loves
To connect within, connect above
A quiet night is all you need
For true pleasure is just being free
So grasp to free time when it comes
And savor it until it’s done
Reaper
Composed 4/23/16
Description: Trying to keep up with NaPoWriMo! Here’s one for Day 21. Inspired by this picture.
She walked between the raindrops
A whisper in the night
She hummed along with cricket songs
And danced between the lights
Of fireflies and alleyways
Footprints splashed without a sound
She hovered between each universe
A hologram you could not pin down
Despite the dark that hung on her
Her smile brought a light
And it was just when it brightened that
She’d take a human life
Made of Ice
Composed 1/5/16
Description: An odd wish, I suppose.
I wish I was a girl of ice
So I could fearlessly
Walk out in the ruthless cold
And stroll among the flurries
I see my empty eyes
Reflective like the shallow lakes
As the wind grasps my dress and blows
A distant, lonely, lovely sound
As the world glitters and rests
I want to witness it
The beauty of a frozen night
Rawly, a girl made of ice
Magic in the Night
Composed 12/17/15
Description: For today’s Daily Prompt, which asked us when we do our best work.
When the moon hovers near
And the silence grows thick
When the dust is settled and the clock tick
Tick ticks you hear
Your own heart beating
Peace descends on the mind
Stretching out before you an endless time
Of ghosts and fairies, sweet and fleeting
It is the time of magic and honest thoughts
You are one with yourself and the earth
The heavens soothe, and stories are birthed
In the night, such beauty is wrought
In Bed
Composed 4/20/15
Description: For Day 19 of NaPoWriMo. Yes, I’m behind, but I will follow my obligation and give you two poems today. Here is the first.
Hearing voices
Echoing up the stairs
Listening to forbidden words
Lectures endless while I’m helpless
Nighttime Prayer
Composed 4/13/15
Description: For Day 13 of NaPoWriMo. What I write in a half-conscious state.
just let me drift away
slowly to another day
let my soul sleep heavy
my mind and body
they’re both ready
to fade away
succumb to fate
a blissful gift
of a quiet trip
to blacked out dreams
under faint moonbeams
until my eyes open easily
to the sun
Stars
Composed 4/11/15
Description: For Day 10 of NaPoWriMo. Sorry I didn’t get around to writing/post one yesterday. I had a rehearsal dinner… and today I was in a wedding. So, yes, been a bit busy! But that means you get two today!
This one was actually inspired by yesterday night, though it fits with the romantic aura of the wedding I went to today.
Darling take my hand
And lead me to the open fields
Urge me, lay me on the dew
Tilt my head up to the stars
Endless patterns
So clear tonight
Just be with me
Make me take the time
To look up at the stars tonight
View From a Bedroom Window
Composed 2/26/15
Description: For Writing 201: Day 9. Found poetry about landscape using enumeratio.
This one posed a challenge. Found poetry is extremely limiting; however, I understand that heightens creativity! My problem is I get stuck trying to use a meaningful “found” medium. I finally decided to describe the view from my bedroom window using the books from my bedroom bookcase… Thus, this found poem using book binds.
down
ever a gothic dream
a ghost dance
a white journey
night story
time changes
the woods web mysteries
ever
Books referenced: Watership Down (Richard Adams), Ever (Gail Carson Levine), Gothic Dreams Steampunk (Henry Winchester), Ghost Story (Jim Butcher), A Dance with Dragons (George R.R. Martin), White Night (Jim Butcher), The Time Machine (H. G. Wells), Changes (Jim Butcher), A Week in the Woods (Andrew Clements), Charlotte’s Web (E. B. White), Five Classic Murder Mysteries (a collection of Agatha Christie)
It’s a Different Place at Night
Composed 1/6/15
Description: n/a
There’s something about the cold
The howling of relentless wind
Through the silhouette of trees in the openness
And the gray blue mist of night
Of listening and watching while trapped huddling inside
That makes me feel as if
I’ve travelled across the ocean to a place I’ve never been
A new lonely adventure
Scraps of Paper 