Here’s another Project 27 poem as a treat!
Greetings! Another Project 27 poem for you here. Not sure what I’m at by now 😉 Probably more than 27. Today’s poem is named Goalposts.
Here I stand
I can go no further.
Well, literally not, there’s a swamp of mud
between me and the net.
Sweat pouring down my neck
waiting for the ball to roll closer
through the mob of children kicking, shoving,
falling onto the damp grass.
I squint, eyes narrow.
Arms spread, knees shaking, praying
Please don’t shoot
the sweet, terrifying thwack
of a hard kick.
Greetings! Another Project 27 poem for you here. Been thinking a lot about how many of my students are faced with so many choices at a young age and don’t realize how easily others can influence them. It’s a bit terrifying how social media and the like can worm their way into a child’s mind, regardless of the efforts of well meaning parents. Anywho, onto the poem, make of it what you will, as usual!
Salve! Happy snow day to all of you on the American Eastern Seaboard discovering that spring does not yet equal warm weather, as Mother Nature decides “I haven’t really thrown a good snowball this season.”
Regardless, I found some time to do a ton of spring cleaning (Oh hi, dining room table, haven’t seen you in ages!), and this poem struck me mid clean. Another one to add to Project 27, so hope you enjoy.
Happy Almost Thanksgiving!
I was in a bit of an introspective mood this weekend, so in between writing about Aurelia and Aura and Julius and Constantine, I managed to write another poem. I really should be recording how many words in each of these poems, considering that these words would count towards NaNoWriMo, perhaps next year as I’ve already officially hit my goal, even though I need about 16,000 more words.
Anyways, this poem is about all the stuff that we build up inside ourselves, telling us that we’re not good enough or not worthy enough. Whether its job related, school related, significant other related or family related, we all have walls around parts of ourselves. In the class I’m taking, they call specific types of this covering – covering parts of yourself you don’t want others to see or know because you fear (Or know) it will disadvantage you in some way. So without further ado, here’s the poem Walls.
Salve! Been a long week here in MD, with more work ahead! Been out of sorts today. Lots of challenges in the room today, some tears and fears all appeared, some out of nowhere. Very frustrating in a variety of ways.
Anywho, here’s another poem – Papers Please! Remember to like and subscribe to the blog for more of this fun stuff. I’ll calculate how many words I’ve been typing poetry wise this weekend and add it to my NaNoWriMo total!
Salve! I was definitely inspired last night, so I put together another poem for Project 27. Hopefully you guys are liking these. I’ll see how I feel about this one – thoughts? Remember to subscribe during NaNoWriMo to see more of what I’ve been writing!
I’ve discovered that notes on my iPhone can be almost as useful for writing poetry as for writing to-do lists. Who knew? Anywho, spun this one up late last night (yes, I’m a night owl, AND I have to wake up early. Hence, my love of coffee :-). It’s entitled Dark Horse, and no, it’s not an ode to Katie Perry. Although if she’s reading then yes, it absolutely is an ode to her, and she should subscribe, just like you!