NaPoWriMo 2016: Week One

So once again NapoWriMo has swung around and is in full swing. Always a great challenge to take part and yet at the same time always a delight; a delight also to see that i can still write a line or two and a delight to share and connect to other poets 🙂 So here are the poems of the first week. Please leave a comment if you like them 🙂

 

DAY ONE

Time to write anew
April and poetry time
Words and rhymes all fine

 

DAY TWO

Day two rambles on
Caught in random goings on
Plans all went so wrong

 

DAY THREE

Silent hearts bleed red
For love lost and true love dead
Dead hearts shed no tears

 

DAY FOUR

What a stony old path this life is

What a bumpy old ride to be sure

Where are we going to?

What shall we do?

And who are we for heaven’s sake?

 

Are we who we think we are?

How did we get to this Earth?

Who came before us?

Did they leave any trace?

And where did they go when they left?

 

The answers are all inside my head

I go with the flow of my dreams

I know the Earth is not what we think

And neither are we for sure

I hear the call of another place beyond the Earth and the Moon

 

What is the point of being on Earth?

What is the point of life?

The point is to live

In this present time

In this transient world of matter

 

Some can ascend yet many can not

Many will never know

Most are blind

And bound in the blood

Of a mortal and human form

 

When all dreams have died

And time has run out

And we stand on the shores of time

Can we honestly say we were kind to this Earth?

Did we honour our Mother at all?

 

So go grasp and embrace

Whoever you are

But beware of the thorn in the rose

See the blood flow

Over the desolate land

Feel the pain of the thorn in your palm

 

We all feel the fear

Yet not many will act

As we raise up the chalice of life

To all that we are, all that we were

And all we are yet to become

 

We came from the stars

From beyond our dreams

Into a prison planet existence

We tasted the drops of blood on our lips

As we revelled in countless deaths

 

Are we all that we think we are?

Are we more than this mortal coil?

Or are we deluded and safe in our dreams

Thinking that we are the ‘ones’

Who will change the course of mankind?

 

Stay safe in your dreams

As the curtain falls

As the veil of illusion is shred

Go dream the dreams of the dark and the light

As you go take your final bow.

 

DAY FIVE

From unhappiness beauty springs

From deep sadness a poet writes

Taking the depths of eternal night

The blackness and tears

The screams of the night

The angst and the rage

As you turn each page

Yes a poet writes each word for you

But you must read them to know

What a poet can do

 

DAY SIX

They were the days of wine and roses

Of the rivers not running dry

They were the days of endless summer

When we all could reach the sky

 

They were the days of daisy chains threads

Of playing in the park

The days of forgetting its tea time

And not coming home til dark

 

They were the days of fifties music

On a potable radio set

Of sitting outside on the wall

Of not lived to have a regret

 

We listened to Elvis and Buddy

Mourned when Marylyn died

But three steps behind them came Eddie

Our innocence was no surprise

 

They were the days of mascara and lipstick

Sling-backs and petticoats huge

Listening to jukeboxes in cafes

Where frothy coffee was all of the rage

 

Watching American movies

In Technicolor on the big screen

The latest Bobby and Sandra

Just really had to be seen

 

We stood in the aisles to see Elvis

G.I. Blues was the latest thing

Blue Hawaii was standing room only

But we simple had to get in

 

Then along came Billy and Marti

And all of the sixties hot crew

Hotly pursued by the Beatles

And then life started anew

 

Totally immersed in the music

Never missing a beat

We danced all the fads on the dance floor

Life could never have been so sweet

 

But nothing last for ever and youth and innocence fades

Tears dabbed the horizon like storm clouds

The day Buddy and Eddie were gone

But true love ways never die; Peggy Sue still echoes so loud

 

The days of innocent youth may be over

But the mascara and lipstick stayed

As the did the vinyl and music

Playing out till the end of my days…

 

DAY SEVEN

Barefoot on the grass

Sensual and delicious

Cool stolen kisses

 

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Nonsense Rhyme

Words and rhymes and news and views

Barriers, boundaries, roads and gates

Eat your words

Rhyme your slang

Read the news

And air your views

Over the barrier

Cross the boundary

Up the road

And through the gate

Eat the air

Rhyme the news

Up over the gate

To cross the road

A bit of nonsense

I know too well

A meaningless poem

Cos I’m tired as hell!

 21st April

 

 

Dark Desire

I love a little hidden café

Down a backstreet of the world

A tiny door, a little step

A secret place for sure

In my little hidden corner

A refuge from the world

To dream awhile, escape a while

To sup, of that I’m sure

A double espresso

Oh yes please

Let me savour every drop

And escape into my dreams

You won’t find me in Starbucks

Or Costa that’s for sure

Or sipping tasteless liquid

That’s masquerading for the pure

So I hide in my dark corner

And sip the sacred brew

A bean that in its destiny

Became the elixir of my life

I love to hide in cafés

The dark ones are the best

Away from life and mundane things

A date with aromatic pleasure

So dark seductive liquid

In my hidden world

You are mine and I am yours

Just one more please mister….

21st April

 

 

Seasons of Life

We bloom like pink cherry blossom in Springtime’s gentle light

Running wild with Summer’s flame with no thoughts of tomorrow

Yielding to sweet Autumn’s timely harvest we slow our pace

And when Winter comes we sleep eternally on snow chilled land

To rise again amongst the bennu bird of paradise foretold

20th April

 

 

Crossroads

We sat together,

Alone and solitary

Staring emptily

At each other across the table

Not holding hands

The chasm was enormous

Unspoken words pored out

Holding us in their thrall

Before tumbling

Into an empty vastness

Two lives unlived

Opportunities never taken

Promises unfulfilled

Held stagnate by chilled emotion

Silent words screeched out

For freedom

Poignant screams fell

Heavily into the void

Of unspoken heartache

Where did we go wrong?

At what point was the love

All over?

Where did it go

When it died?

I sighed, bodily

Yet still no words

The black pit between us

Reflected in our tear stung eyes

Don’t go

I wanted to scream

But instead choked

I knew not what you thought

I love you

But my words went unsaid

You moved to go

I moved towards the door

Both in opposite directions

We had already

Become the past

April 19th

 

 

Birthday Poem

Sunshine and children

Laughter and families

Walking and running

And kicking a ball

Twilling and whizzing

Climbing and sliding

Skipping on green grass

Fun for all

These are the days

Of memory making

Hugging and kissing

Having a ball

Happing in sunshine

Wearing a smile

Three generations

Passing time

Enjoying a cycle

A returning sun

All of us happy

Feeling so young

Life is so fleeting

We all need to grab it

Hold on to the laughter

Have lots of fun

April 18th

 

 

A Cursed Kiss

I watch you from the shadows

Half hidden

Bathed in darkness

And expectation

The taste of twilight on my lips

Adorned on yours a ruby smile

A beautiful red blood rose blooms

A nocturnal garden of sweet delight

I move closer

Ah if only you knew my desire

If only you could know me

For who I truly am Instinct and dark desire

Deny this Released from my forbidden shadow

Our eyes meet for one brief moment

No remorse

No guilt

My kiss of fate

Is cast upon your life

April 17th

 

 

Wonderment

Surround me in your green

Dapple me in your sunshine

Bathe me in your rays of beauty

I shall lie beside you

Warm and glowing

In the velvet of your meadows

And when the rains return

Shall thy cleanse my soul

As I return to wonderment

Bury me in your woods of old

Cradle my spirit

In the all knowing of eternity

When the world falls away

And all that is left is the love

Your embrace will go on

15th April

 

 

Times Passing

From the shore line

I gaze across the sea

Towards the future

Wondering

Grassy dunes behind

Cannot ever

Hide my past

Acceptance

Rooted in the present

Cold rivulets

Soul fire quenched

Breathe

Storm clouds coming

Eyes close

Waves splash

Rise

14th April

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