Tag Archives: relationships

Day 12 of napowrimo (late again!) – Wall

14 Apr

I wail at the wall we’ve woven between us
But buffers long-learned prevent you
From hearing me here, tearing my hair
Wishing we would wash it away
I know it’s been a while
But maybe if we really tried
To forget we’re tired
We could turn the tide
And blow this shit away
Start over again

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Oh to be alone – a lune

1 Apr

For day 1 of napowrimo 2016

‘We’re over’, you said
‘April fool!’
I wish it were true.

Seize the day or melt away

16 Apr

When you look at me that way
With your eyes and your smile
What are you trying to say?

Are you trying to beguile?
Is your desire to disarm?
With your eyes and your smile

Do you want to do me harm?
Or do you just have wind?
Is your desire to disarm?

Feel as if I might have sinned
When I get that look from you
Or do you just have wind?

And I don’t know what to do
And I don’t know what it means
When I get that look from you

I see it in my dreams
When you look at me that way
And I don’t know what it means
What are you trying to say?

My terzanelle for day 16 of napowrimo

The Girl with the Saucepan on her Head

29 Apr

What happened to the girl
With the saucepan on her head
Did she wind up in the movies?
Did she write a book I read?
She became my lover
Then she became my wife
I removed the saucepan
And I ruined her life.

Untitled with slight kenning

13 Apr

For day 13 of napowrimo

My wardrobe’s half the size of yours
Yet your clothes fill my space
Your portion’s twice the size of mine
But you take food off my plate
I talk and talk ’bout recycling
You still put tins in waste
The tape I made of Moonlighting
You accidentally erased
But when I think of life without
Your thoughtless, selfish ways
I’m tempted but I would not last
For more than 2 whole days
I’d miss your socks strewn on the floor
I’d miss your bearpigwarthog snore
I’d miss us watching L.A. Law
I’d miss your every trace

Turquoise

4 May

Is it blue or green
Is it somewhere in between
No, it is turquoise

Is it him or me
Is it somewhere in between
No, I want it all

Are you good or bad
Are you somewhere in between
Because it’s hurting

Remember national poetry writing month? Seems so long ago already. Well this is my rebelliously belated entry for day 28.

Sleeping patterns

28 Apr

I sleep everywhere
At a show or at the fair
On a barstool at the pub
At Moor Allerton Social Club

You don’t sleep anywhere
Not in your bed or comfy chair
Sleeping pills just make you yawn
You toss and turn from dusk ’til dawn

I need 8 hours a night
Any less and I don’t feel right
I close my eyes and I go to sleep
And I don’t wake up ’till the alarm’s beep

You need just 2 or 3
You’re up all night watching tv
You’re ironing and doing more
While I just lay all night and snore

I don’t think this relationship is going to work.

The prompt for day 24 is too damn hard. I’ve done this instead.