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NaPoWriMoIII
Enlightenment Lifting the burdens of our man-made suffering Heavy metal crosses forged in the heat of self-doubt Clean Washing away the drawn-on scars Clearing the clutter of our hoarded attic full of...
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NaPoWriMo IV
A rumbling purr that seems To reverberate in his stomach As I press my ear to his fur His bright green eyes half-closed He leans his head forward, and we touch A gentle bonk, bonk Better than any hug...
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NaPoWriMo V
Sorry, it is after two AM as I post this – but I have a weird-ass sleep schedule (or lack thereof), and it’s still “my Friday,” as it were, so it counts! It does! Really! : ) Please come in I...
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NaPoWriMo VI
I stand beneath the waterfall, the miracle of indoor plumbing And watch as the dirt and crusted blood From old wounds washes away In the torrent of cleansing I scrub at the floors Dust every shelf Burn...
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NaPoWriMo VII
I missed yesterday! Bad poet. My head was in a weird place, though – though that’s not always a bad thing when it comes to wordsmithing. Onward! Positive words splashed across the screen Like...
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NaPoWriMo VIII
This is the 9th’s entry, even though I am once again posting it after midnight. One day I will not sleep like a vampire, one day… Internal demonic seeds Planted long ago by someone other than me...
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NaPoWriMo IX
April showers Bring wet carpet And rain on your head As you use the toilet Had a burst pipe Two stories up I had the fun Of cleaning it up This was my day Not feeling poetic Listening to a fan Trying...
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NaPoWriMo X
Yes, I missed another day. But that’s okay, because I’m flirting with all sorts of ideas now… A vision One of many How do I tell Which path to take? It speaks to me With the siren song of passion...
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NaPoWriMo XI
Yes, I am a negligent poet. I apologize. It seems every spring I melt into a puddle of goo just as everyone else is emerging from hiatus. I seem to be backward to about every natural rhythm in the...
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The Vision Quest
I have come to understand that my current state of existence is me experiencing a vision quest of sorts. I have grown increasingly isolated: one undertakes vision quests alone. I have become...
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