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I Feel #poetry #strongertogether

I feel great hope and great despair
Alternating like the folds
Of a pinwheel in the glinting sun

 

I feel cries of outrage
Rise up around the nation
I feel heartbreak and fear
In each vulnerable soul

 

I feel it in my heart
I carry it with me
I carry it in my heart

 

I ache with shock and grief
Yet bubbling up within me
Is a resolve
Galvanized into the steel
Of solidarity
Glinting rays of hope

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March with me #poetry #strongertogether

The vice around my ribs cranks tighter
Fear chokes me
I have shed tears
but I have so many more

I thirst for the hope of yesterday
Yet I cannot turn back time
I cannot change minds of the past

I can only move forward

Though my heart wants to squeeze
my eyes shut tight
I force them open

For I must see to choose a path
of strength and love
empowerment over complacency

I must lace up my boots
and harden my feet
for the march that is to come

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Breaking Free (and a general update)

I know, I know. It’s been far too long since I posted anything here. In 2015, I had hand surgery and became asthmatic, both of which slowed me down a bit. I volunteered at three summer writing camps for grade school kids, which was super fun. I made a lot of progress editing my second novel and wrote several short stories and poems. I haven’t written much flash fiction since I stopped posting weekly, but I did write one piece recently, which was a lot of fun, so maybe I’ll get back into it. A few months ago, I took my first novel and started re-writing it, removing one of two POV characters entirely from the story (about 45% of the content) and switching from third person past tense to first person present tense. I’m only a few chapters in, but it’s interesting and fun so far, so I’m going to stick with it and see what happens.

The real reason I’m writing is that the latest anthology from Scripting Change, Breaking Free, is now available!

It includes a poem of mine.

Proceeds from the anthology will benefit Reach, an organization based in Massachusetts which supports domestic violence victims of all backgrounds and ages, while also increasing awareness in local communities.

The digital collection is available through:

The Scripting Change store
Smashwords (set your own price!)
Amazon in the US
Amazon in the UK
Amazon in Canada
Barnes and Noble

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Addicted – #Poetry

I’m addicted
No matter how many times
I try to walk away
I always find myself crawling
back to you

I close my eyes and dream
About the way you smell
The intoxicating aroma
drives every other thought
from my head
About the taste of you
on my lips
hot and wet
bitter and sweet

I need you

I need to
Breathe in your scent
Lick the taste of you
from my lips

I can’t go on without you
I can’t get through the day

You’re my one
my only addiction
coffee

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Did you know what this poem was about before the last line?

My first impulse is to apologize for not posting in almost a month, but I’m not sorry. I’ve been focused on finishing a draft of the novel I’m working on, and I think I’ll be done in a few days, so I’m excited and happy about that. I should write my 80,000th word today. I do miss writing flash fiction and poetry regularly, but it’s been worth it to concentrate on my novel.

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Fiction – #Poetry

A seed of truth
watered by imagination
fertilized by lies
illuminated by language
grows into fiction

Creative yet authentic
with characters flawed and full
of real emotion

Settings fantastical yet believable
dialogue natural yet dramatic
a story of challenges and growth
flowers to life

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Gelatin Dreams – #poetry

As I step through

the threshold

a wash of exhaustion

Soaks my body

in sleep

Coats my skin

in setting gelatin

 

Movement takes effort

I summon from within

until I fall, fall

Into canopied dreams

swaying to the music

of my soul

In harmony

with atmospheric birdsong

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It’s been a while since I posted a poem. I wrote this one back in February. What do you think? (I miss writing #poetry. Look for more poems soon.)

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Invisible Walls – #poetry

I’m trapped
in a box
with invisible walls

Like a mime
my fists pound
against thickened air
that isn’t there

Walls that close in
tighter each day
compress me
from all sides

Someone poke a hole
in these invisible walls
before I suffocate
on my anxiety
my fear
myself

Quiet
the nattering voice
in my head
before the whirlwind
of madness
consumes me

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Not Alone – #poetry

I wrote this poem yesterday, inspired by reading Dog Songs by Mary Oliver.

“Not Alone”

Standing still
his gentle, moist nose
nudges my fingertips
reminds me
I am not alone

I crouch
open my arms
to his embrace
his head over my shoulder
rubbing his sides and rump
massaging his ears
scratching under his chin

She butts in
ducks under my arm
tries to lick my face
nuzzles my side
leaning into me

He pushes between us
wagging his tail
wriggling his body
stepping on my foot

Pushing and leaning
from both sides
I fall on my butt
and can’t avoid
vigorous apologies
with wet noses
and pink tongues

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Gentle Hesitation – #poetry

“Gentle Hesitation”

Sometimes it’s hard to say
how you feel
vibrating with fear
and anxiety

I can sense the charged air
surrounding you

My instincts are
to take a step
back
But I come closer
enter your space
encircle you in my
embrace

You sag
but I’ve got you

I hold on tight
as you held me
long after tears
dried up
and my breath
calmed

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“Whatever” – #poetry

“Whatever”

Whatever you want
Whatever you need
Get it yourself!
I’m done
(I’m freed)

Whatever you ask
Whatever you see
I don’t want to hear it
Don’t look at me

Whatever, I say
I don’t care, I say
(But it’s not true
I still love you)
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Trifecta

I’m participating in the Trifecta Writing Challenge again this week (Entries due Thursday @ 5pm Pacific). Constructive criticism always appreciated.

(Generally I’m not one for rhyming in my poems, but this one just took me in that direction. Thoughts?)

  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words. (Mine is 45 words.)
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
  • This week’s word:
    WHATEVER
    1.  (pronoun) a: anything or everything that
    b: no matter what : regardless of what
    Used in questions that express surprise or confusion
    2.  (adjective) a: all the
    b: any ; any … that
    Used to refer to something that is not known
    3.   (adverb) Used to show that something is not important
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