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NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 7
Gleaming
Everything is precious in this early light.
A fox shuffles between discarded kebabs,
with shimmering fur, golden and new.
A high-rise, shining, is a forgotten temple.
Glass shards scattered over the pavement
are countless stars, illuminating the tarmac.
Emerald leaves grow from amber branches
to shine on us both, staggering stragglers,
almost home, with the rarest crystals for eyes.
Overnight, this city was built again out of silver,
just for me and you, my sapphire love.
NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 6
Fog
The white cliffs had no end,
edges eaten by cloud,
an invisible sea below.
NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 5
Boundary
I am mostly empty,
Ninety-nine percent space.
NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 4
Discovery
After crossing the vast nothingness,
months trapped in a steel coffin
with inches between us and death,
we crashed into the red dust.
NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 3
Apologise
Fine, I’m sorry I punched you
hard in the eye just now.
But you walked in front of my fist-
What did you expect?
Napowrimo 2018 Day 2
Grey
He lived his days in monochrome;
grey suit, white shirt, grey tie,
bought in bulk to avoid choice.
napowrimo 2018 Day 1
I'm doing this again. Last year I quite enjoyed the process of creating a brand new poem every day in April so have decided to do it again.
Creative Anxieties: Fear of not writing enough
It's not just me though. Have a look at this thread from Rebecca Williams about the constant guilt and pressure she feels to continue writing:
30 things I don't know at 30
There's a certain kind of article you stumble across now and then which consists of important things people have learnt about life. Usually these are linked to a milestone age, like 50, or 10,000 days on Earth. Lists of advice that seems wise and sage and the accumulation of years of study. This is not one of those articles.
Making it up as you go: Twin Peaks and Welcome to Nightvale
Spoilers ahead