NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 15: Starstruck



Her eyes sparkle like the stars
Beauty reflecting in their gaze
Tears fall as rivulets on strawberry cheeks
Reddened; echoing the beauty of Mars
She barely sees through eyes a-haze
Star-struck, out-of-luck, ne’er to meet
No hero glance.  Her beauty bespeaks
the eyes of the star on her to beat

NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 13: Jane Eyre

Grabbed a copy of Jane Eyre and got creative.

A little solace came
Burning with fire and brimstone
Calm betrayed alike the tinkle of the nearest streams
Darkened by a drizzling yellow fog
Elegant conveyance, I meditated much
Fresh now as a succession of April showers
Graceful scarf and golden rose
Head bending with native grace
I stood lonely enough
Judgment untempered by feeling
Key of sweet subdued vivacity
Likely, I returned, or perhaps
Metamorphosed into a lion
Nightingale warbling in a wood
Obliging, and amiable too
Picking at ripe cherries
Quaking heart and through my spirit
Rest yourself here an hour
Solemn eyes melt with sudden fire
Transformed myself into a will-o’-the-wisp
Utterance to this conviction
Voice murmured
Waved leafy and fragrant as groves between the tropics
Xperience to long for the calm
You – with truth, fervour, constancy

NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 11: Read all about it


There is no enemy but time.
Take the ultimate, far journey
out of your body
to discover a separate reality;
the inner workings of parallel universes.
A vision of dreams
holding tales of power.
On awakening from your necrotrivia,
you may believe that God is love.
Get it in writing.

NapoWriMo 2016 – Day 10: Home Comforts


Comfort makes me uncomfortable
Stuck-in-a-rut, stuck-in-a-bubble
No passion of which to speak
No lingering looks to make me go weak
Day-to-day drudge with no forward looking
No off-the-cuff, heart-pounding, illicit fucking
Groundhog day rollovers taking the place
Of rolls on the ground and tumbles in hay
Get up, feed dogs, shower, dress, go to work
Get home, feed dogs, try to smile (it’s a smirk)
Staying up late, drinking wine on my own
Relaxing in comfort in the space I call home

NapoWriMo 2016 – Day 8: Spring fever


Sunshine rays through windows clear
Final frosts pave way for welcome warmth
Budding flora brightens the earth

Early morning mists rise from the earth
Clock ticks and fogs slowly clear
Felines practise yoga in the warmth

Longer days bring smiles of warmth
We, on this, our precious Earth,
care to make our Springtime feelings clear

Clear of Winter’s gloom, earth quakes with the warmth of humanity.

Catching up, with a little more Spring fever 🙂