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I Am Possible

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I did it! We did it! It’s May 1 and every single day of National Poetry Month I was successful at writing a poem. It wasn’t easy. Some days I have a hard time getting that gray matter to work with me. Coffee induced labor may have been my guilty pleasure. There are things about me that you may not know. It’s hard for me to be creative on a consistent basis. It’s important to balance my life so that I have enough spoons to get through the day. Just the other day, I was trying my darnedest to create what some found to be a fun activity with art. What I ended up with, after several frustrating tries, was a mess. I threw it away. Yesterday, I tried again. While I did end up with something, it was not the same as others did for the assignment. This is what I had to tell myself: You are who you are and they are who they are and don’t you be comparing yourself to others! I have had to have that talk often, in my life. For years, I allowed myself not to create consistently because of letting negativity get in the way. It is very important for me to Stay on Task! If it takes me all day and then some to accomplish what it may take others a few minutes to a few hours, it’s on me to do me. I need to just focus on doing what is the essence of me. It’s my heart and my soul and my life and my own ways of expression.

Today I started thinking about what I would now do since the National Poetry Month is over. I like writing poetry every day. Know what I did? I went to Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Aside’s Blog and looked at today’s prompt and I wrote this poem:

Impossible

It is impossible
to stop
to go
to sleep
to concentrate
to function
IF
my whole world
depends on this belief
So
I will do the impossible
making it possible
by doing one thing
changing the way of looking
at impossible
changing it to
I’m possible

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Here was his prompt:
For today’s prompt, write an impossible poem. Write about something that’s impossible to do. Or write about something people once thought was impossible to do. Or write about something that’s impossible to NOT do. Whatever you decide, I hope it’s not impossible for you to poem along!

I won’t guarantee that I will post a poem a day. I will be writing behind the scenes. There is a big project I am starting today and that one requires me to write a lot of words. And I will continue my weekly Six Sentence Story and Ten Things of Thankful.

Here’s to a happy May! May your May memories be positive and turn into June possibilities. Thank you for listening to me.

I am in this:

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Evenings

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Evenings

Every day must come to a conclusion
Very important is to find some sweet seclusion
Evening comes to allow for needed rest
Needing to reboot and settle down the stress
If we take some time to have a snooze
Needless things from the day past we’ll lose
Go ahead and lay your head to rest
Sleep may come and you will feel your best

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So, there you have it, it’s day #26 of National Poetry Month
I tried an acrostic style today, something I don’t do enough. It was fun and just the right amount of challenge.

I got the prompt thanks to Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides:

“For today’s prompt, write an evening poem. A poem about or during the night. Or take evening a completely different direction and think of evening the score or making things more even (or fair or whatever).”

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Catch and Release

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Catch and Release

Caught up in the throes of life
it’s easy to get swept away
releasing the ways of the world
to stay on point for the journey at hand

Lost in the caughtness of snares
lasting in the lowness of traps
one must find a way
to release the catch and run free

Often, or so it seems
we tend to allow our bounds
taking away our fears
may take us to higher ground

Drowning in sorrowful angst
lasting to only find death
turning the screws fast at hand
allowing release on demand

Cinching that taut in the seams
feeling the tightness of holds
allowing the break of the threads
beauty is bound to release

Taking the hold of the days
fearing not in the darkness of night
packing the guns that don’t blaze
checking your pain at the door

Allowing each moment’s release
nothing to be caught in the catch
striving to know and to learn
ever freed by your own breath

Catch me and I will be caught
taunt me and I will be shamed
release me and I will be free
to come back or leave you again

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So, there you have it! My 16th poem of the National Poetry Month Poem a Day Challenge. Inspired by the prompts from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides I decided to combine the two for Tuesday option into one. Here’s what the prompt said: “Write a catch poem. Catch a cold, a ball, a fish, or someone’s eye.
Write a release poem. Release your anger, a ball, a fish, or someone’s head (from a head lock while wrestling, of course).”