Today, my vocabulary & thoughts are being contrary
I just cannot get the poem out that’s crying for attention and release. Not how it wants to be anyway. So, this instead, to vent my frustration:
“wrestling words”
wrestling words
tumbling & grappling
vexing they vie
for attention
their merits pro-
claiming
seeking nomination
twisted & entwined
defying my gumption
denying intention
argumentative
uncooperative
seceded allies they
conspire against me
unruly tenacious
& tantrum-throwing
these are my naughty
children
NaPoWriMo Day 12: “Words Unbroken”
Broken hearts
for broken things.
Bones broken,
dreams and chances
lost and gone.
All can be
mended, reclaimed,
except for words
unbroken when
opportunity has passed
or recipient is
dead.
Unbroken words,
silenced,
haunt – and break
again.
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