Oh well, I’m obviously not the poet I was back in the early 90’s! I’ve not even felt terribly guilty about my lack of poeting efforts. Sorry, the genre deserves more than the doggerel I can give to it these days.
On the other hand… NEW STORY: Tick Tock over in Quick Reads. Read it you want chills tonight.
I am mutable
sudden change without notice
I go with the flow
Feeling deeply, wantonly
Giving of myself
against the slings and arrows
keeping my counsel
Creature of logic
assessing all pros and cons
weighing the balance
Four points of compass
cannot define who I am
A double meaning. Yesterdays (this morning’s?) post was part of NaPoWriMo, a poem writing month where all participants post a poem a day. I haven’t written poetry in years (checking… checking… decades) but thought I’d give it a whack. I’ll probably end up with these in their own page at the end – April Songs? How’s that for a title on the fly? Because I’m on this side of the dateline it’s already the 3rd April and I’ve only posted the once. So now you’re all caught up, it’s time to catch up.
Years dead is long enough, before banging on the coffin lid
Breaking into shards and splinters of clean air
Breathe … and breathe … and breathe … calm
Draw the clean air down to the suicker-punched gut and breathe out
Draw energy, release, step up and out. Move on.
The Grandfather clock chimes the hour, glissades clumsily into puctuated silence.
I am waiting for inspiration to chime, for the bells to ring, even if they also descend
The words come in rhythm, old as time, steady as heartbeats.
Another week’s rushed past and it was with horror (well, a twinge of guilt) that I realised it had been nine days since my last entry. I could blame a busy week again, or the weather. Better to just get on with things instead of making excuses. So, I’ve added A Family Gathering to the Waiwari page.
I’m also running late on a deadline for a new story, another Father Gerald (Trespass) story, which should show up here in a couple of weeks. I was bemoaning the passing of the deadline to a friend and she suggested moving the deadline because ‘late’ doesn’t mean ‘fail’, it just means ‘achieve at a different time’.
So, better achieve that new story. The sooner it’s written, the sooner I can get back to adding a new story here.
Well, that was a week it felt good to finish! I’m celebrating with the addition of the first ever Waiwari story being added to the Waiwari page. I’ve also added a very, very short story to the side of this page. It was in the last post, but I figured it’s worth keeping around until I write another. There will probably end up being another page to archive these. Enjoy.