Q: Quiet #NaPoWriMo

  Today someone asked after you I looked here and there unwilling to share your absence. And now I look as if on cue to the moon out there uncaring to share my silence.    

P: Play #NaPoWriMo

  If I turn on the lights I miss the glow of the sunset the night clouds chasing on the heels of the day. When I turn on the lights I almost do not see the  moon half-full beaming down at me. When I turn on the lights I do not see you sitting by…

O: Obedience #NaPoWriMo

The virtues of obedience are best understood by those who are disobedient in their youth!

N: Nocturne #NaPoWriMo

    I sit in the dark While the house sleeps The familiar sighs The gentle creaks The thump of a tail All the sounds I own As the house becomes home And I can rest in peace.

M: Misery #NaPoWriMo

    It’s mid-day. I finally change out of my night shirt Also wear decent shorts for good measure. Maybe someone will visit? Misery. We are taught it’s all in the head How we can change our mood With only a thought It’s mid-day And if you’re not doing anything yet It is doubtful you…

Ticks #NaPoWriMo

The dogs had ticks That we pulled out And killed In bowls of paraffin. At night Ghosts of dead ticks Cadence and crawl Upon my skin.

L: lazy #NaPoWriMo

Too lazy to write a poem. No thoughts in my head. How about I write you An obituary, instead?

K: Knowing #NaPoWriMo

  I do not know a lot of things Like viscera reports and forensics Paleontology … sounds absurd Quantum physics is surely worse Biology practicals, trust me I tried The world of organs that dwell inside. Why wars are fought, why nations wince Why terror rears up and humanity shrinks. Why nations edge to the…

J: Jaded #NaPoWriMo

The fever broke a day ago The palette of watercolours drying in the sun fractured Like rust peeling off that iron gate Where we walked the wild grass barefoot Looking out for ants that survive Eating at our togetherness. Our love is nothing but moonshine But how can I let you off the hook? You…

I: Inquisitive #NaPoWriMo

  If someone wrote a poem about me, What would the lines say? There is a woman who walks alone Every evening. Would they see The children on my hands The dogs in the swing of my arms The limp I carry as I drag one foot Just a little bit, the men I’ve kissed…

H: Hopelessness #NaPoWriMo

There’s a hole in the roof where the storm came through That night when it poured and the wind blew In gales, up-rooting trees, followed by thunder Lightning striking my fears asunder. I must have blacked out…for when I woke The sky was smiling sweetly and was blue I waited, I waited for three days…

G: Grateful #Napowrimo

  “It’s not the end of the world”, You said, and you said it often Whenever something bad would happen From failed grades to plans That were cancelled. “Not the end,” you said, “not yet.” My world turned turtle The day you died. I was certain It was the end. But… The sun was still…