2014 NaPoWriMo Day 25, 26, 27, 28, 29 & 30

Day 25 - Where Were You


I hate this,
me being too scared
to ask you the questions I desperately need to ask.
You're being cruel.
I don't know if it's intentional or not.
You're all openly discuss Her and the money
you all received from the Estate,
all clearly knowing I got fuck all.
You know my current financial situation
nor do you know my side of the story
about what happened between Her and me.
There is three sides to this story -
Hers, mine and the truth.
Not one of you ever bothered
to ask me my side,
therefore thinking she is justified
in cutting me out of Her will.
I didn't deserve that
and then to have your new wife
tell me how great a person you are,
how big your heart is
and how you give all you have got to help,
to love.
And in my head, as I nod numbly
at this statement was...
Where were you for me these last five years?
Where were you when I was ignored and dead to you?
Where were you when my life turned to an all consuming hell?


Day 26 - Breakfast Run


Strong wind buffeting helmets,
hands clenched tight to sissy bar,
winding curves, leaning too far.
Best ride in too long.


Day 27 - Family Ties


Family relationships when broken
need to be fixed.
Blood is key,
ties that
bind.


Day 28 - Gargoyles


Our friends made of stone,
silent watchers of the day.
The dark brings new life.
Brothers and friends, innocent
creatures we have lost to time.


Day 29 - Go Green


Angelic creatures
who roam this dying planet
to fight a battle
they are constantly losing,
good souls dying for the light.


Day 30 - We Wish You Well


Farewell my Friends,
I bid you Adieu.
The world has changed,
becoming a chaos we cannot manage.
We have ravaged and wasted,
destroyed and mistreated
the landscape that surrounds us.
We have poisoned everything -
water, air, earth, animals, lives and souls.

Farewell my Friends,
I bid you Bon Voyage.
The world has changed,
becoming a wound we cannot heal.
We have sold our humanity
with greed and corruption.
Our civilised ways have destroyed
families, friendships, tribes, all people,
creating a 'me and I' concept of thinking.

Farewell my Friends,
I bid you Arrivederchi.
The world has changed,
becoming a wasteland we must regrow.
So we ask those that do not care
to kindly enter the dome before you
where you will be serenely gassed,
so that we may fix the planet we have ruined.
My Friends, we wish you well.

2014 NaPoWriMo Day 21, 22 , 23 & 24

Day 21 - Heaven and Hell

Living on this Earth
is Hell with Heaven sometimes
around the corner.

Day 22 - Unsure
I am unsure of
how to handle this
situation we
are in. I am still
unsure where we stand.

I still do not
know your motives.
Be they true or
are you playing?

I hope you
are trying
to amend,

answers
I seek.

Unsure.

Day 23 - Uninspired
Writing every day
I am finding it harder,
my muse disappears
for long periods of time,
returning when life is hell.

Day 24 - The Beast Inside

This world is one storm after another,
where the calms are few and far between.

We tiptoe around the office,
me wishing you were rotting in hell
while you treat me like I don’t exist.
We’re emotional storms,
circling each other,
sucking in our co-workers,
unwilling, forcing them to choose sides.

You’re cold, distant, barely leaving a trail
compared to my volatile, angry outbursts.
People cower in my wake,
suffering quietly through my rages.
All because you didn’t have the balls
to do what you needed to.

They know you now for what you are.
You’re no longer the old school gentleman
in their eyes.

All you are is the Bastard
who broke a Woman
and woke the Beast inside.

2014 NaPoWriMo Day 18, 19 & 20

Day 18 - Wish Granting Factory


Can I run away from my life?
Run away from this Chaos.
Can I become someone else?
Other than my ragged, tired self.
I don't want to live my life.
I'm tired of all the trouble I attract.
I know this world is not
a Wish Granting Factory.
But is it too much to ask
for a carefree life -
in a job I love, with a man who treats me right -
without a care in the world.
I want to run away from my life
but the world is unfair,
pushing and pulling
the threads that connect us.
I want to run away
but the world does not grant Wishes.


Day 19 - Wounded


The fox runs
through the sun dappled woods.
It's startle, reacting

to every sound
and creature who nears it.
Fear is key.

Fox and human,
both alike in this world
of utter chaos.

The fox fears
what it encounters - it's wounded.
Just like us.


Day 20 - Little Scaredy


My baby,
my Little Scaredy.
I still can't believe we lost you.
I don't know why but please know
that you were very much loved.

You were adorable,
my little man.
Following me everywhere,
tail high up in the air,
purring with pleasure
just like your daddy,
my beautiful Rogue.

My sweet baby.
It breaks my heart to lose you.
You were too young to die.
I love you,
forever and always,
my wonderful little man -
my Little Scaredy.

2014 NaPoWriMo Day 17

To the Cats We Have Lost


Rogue


My lovable boy,
a constant joy to my heart
'til a car killed you.


Renn


Love starved cat - we hoped
by taking you from abuse,
that you would be safe.


Gimli


My grouchy old man,
I am sorry you fell ill
before we found you.

2014 NaPoWriMo Day 14, 15 & 16

Day 14 - Listen to the Herons

Legend says that
Heaven’s Net is wide.
No matter what action you take,
there will always be a price.
A price for Crossing
the Nightingale Floor of Life -
no sound, no sight, no feeling -
only death.
Each step
a lost sound,
a lost moment,
a lost consequence.
A heart that follows love
is often followed by tragedy.

Ironic
that Peace only follows after War.
After, not a battle of Light and Dark,
but a battle of Greys -
shifting shades, shifting alliances.
But the Peace never lasts,
for there will always be bloodshed.
The Weasel’s Dance goes on and on.

And you, sweet Warrior Boy
will only learn this many years from now
on the day you die.
And so now you rest,
unawares with your lover
under the Brilliance of the Moon,
grass for your pillow
and the Harsh Cry of the Herons
lulling you to sleep.

Day 15 - Path of the Ghost

Many moons ago in a vibrant land
of plenty, two tribes of warriors fought
one pale as ghosts, one dark as river sand.

A boy of the ghosts – abandoned – was taught
the ways of his adoptive people. Part
of but outcast, in a trap he was caught.

A man now, Ghost longed to win his love’s heart.
But is he worthy of the Pathfinder’s
daughter? Is he worthy of the tribe’s heart?

But Winter comes, the land cast in blinder’s
glow. The pale ones come in their Dragon ships.
A clang of steel sends out harsh reminders

to the native elders of the hardships
in the battle against the ghosts. Battles
of fire beaten steel, hardened arrow tips

against wooden spears and claymore rattles.
Ghost of two worlds carries his father’s sword.
Jester follows, to no one he prattles.

They fight valiantly against the horde
but captured they be, their lives threatened
for the father of Ghost was a Great Lord.

“Join us, my brother,” the General beckoned.
“Join us; show us where these savages hide.
You land your friends live if our trust is earned.”

Over cliffs they climb, death only a slide
away – as is treachery only steps
away. The quickest death is to be tied

to your fellow soldier when he missteps
off the cliff to instant death, you follow
unwilling – sacrificial lamb off steps.

The men fall, diving down like a dead swallow.
A battle between the General and Ghost,
narrow and fierce. Ghost is left to wallow

the death of both his people, to his post
he is called, with his love reunited.
He is Protector, Watcher of the Coast.

No longer outcast, they are united.
With his lover, the tribe, he will command.
The land now at Peace, all are delighted.

Day 16 - My Expression

Why do you judge me?
For expressing my true self,
taking my insides,
placing it on the outside.
Why do you fear ink on skin?

2014 NaPoWriMo Day 13

Love and Hate

 

Love -
joyful,
volatile
and deceitful -
a feeling that brings more sorrow than joy.

 

Hate -
angry
bubble of
fear and chaos -
growing a bitter wall around your heart.

2014 NaPoWriMo Day 10, 11 & 12

Day 10 - Freak Accidents

Kitty jumps off fridge,
door handle catches her tight -
ends with broken paw.

Day 11 - Unbelievable

You call after a
year – to invite me –your wed
-ding – it’s in two weeks.

Day 12 - Sacrificial

Like lambs to the slaughter,
you would sacrifice our lives -
our families and humanity.
Because you fear what you must do.
Because you still fear the man you must stop.
We suffer -
wanting and waiting -
patience growing thin.
Stop being scared children and fight for what’s right.
Fight for a new day.
Fight to rebuild.
Cut away the evil that threatens us all.
Fight for us
and for yourselves.