Monday poetry

One from Serena And One from Me.

National Poetry Month

So I have done this two different ways now. I always do something for April and November. I have tried posting some poems that I love from others in April, and I have tried posting my Daily PAD Challenge Responses. I don’t know which one I want to do this year. I am still struggling with space (at least until May) so I want to go with something that would not add to the media as much. A daily poem would be a lot of media unless I do it as a text format with a repeating image.

What are your thoughts on this? my poetry or others? or general discussion about what poetry is?

Artsy Fartsy Thursday

A pencil piece I am fairly fond of.

World poetry day

Since it’s world poetry day… here’s 2 more of my own.

Poetry volumes, themes, and where to go from here

So I as you can see above have a few volumes that are coming close to finishing. Chasing Ghosts is Serena’s and I will replace it with another one for her. Hope Splashes is my current random volume… so I will be able to replace it with the next one. Ocular Dystopia is going to be a little while. It’s a volume of visual poetry. That is harder than it sounds.

The other three each have a theme. And I don’t know what to do when I finish them. I love having multiple volumes that I can work with… but I don’t know if I have any more themes planned. I’m going to have to take a look at the future project file and decide if any of them are a theme in the future. I’m not going to do anything until I get at least one of those sent to the publishing office.

Wild Wednesday

Thank All of you for the Patience last week.

As I do not do anything in half measures…

I spent my birthday awake…for 28 total hours. Awake. Then I crashed and was allowed to sleep for twelve…woke up feeling sick.(not used to that much sleep at any given time.)

So…That was a fun experience. I was surrounded by love..

I even got writing done, and cover creation – though I was told I should not because I will likely not be able to write all the volumes I have covers for now. You know what? I am too old to be told what to do. I will create covers for books till I die. Because I love doing it.

Tuesday Tunes

Lyrics –

Yeah

I wake up every morning with my head up in a daze
I’m not sure if I should say this, fuck, I’ll say it anyway
Everybody tries to tell me that I’m going through a phase
I don’t know if it’s a phase, I just wanna feel okay, yeah

I battle with depression, but the question still remains
Is this post-traumatic stressing or am I suppressing rage?
And my doctor tries to tell me that I’m going through a phase
Yeah, it’s not a fucking phase, I just wanna feel okay, okay?

Yeah, I struggle with this bullshit every day
And it’s probably ’cause my demons simultaneously rage
It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me

‘Cause I’m about to break down, I’m searching for a way out
I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer
I’m a popular, popular monster
I break down, falling into love now with falling apart
I’m a popular, popular monster

I think I’m going nowhere like a rat trapped in a maze
Every wall that I knock down is just a wall that I replace
I’m in a race against myself, I try to keep a steady pace
How the fuck will I escape if I never close my case?

Oh my God, I keep on stressing, every second that I waste
Is another second sooner to a blessing I won’t take
But my therapist will tell me that I’m going through a stage
Yeah, it’s not a fucking stage, I just wanna feel okay, okay

Motherfucker, now you got my attention
I need to change a couple things ’cause something is missing
And what if I were to lie? Tell you everything is fine
Every single fucking day I get closer to the grave, I am terrified

I fell asleep at the wheel again
Crashed my car just to feel again
It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me

Yeah, here we go again, motherfucker, oh
We’re sick and tired of wondering
Praying to a god that you don’t believe
We’re searching for the truth in the lost and found
So the question I ask is
Oh, where the fuck is your god now?

I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer
I’m a popular, popular monster

My 2 Cents –

There is something awful about this process. That loss of faith. In God, In community, In Self. And it is worse when you are being told that there is something wrong with you at the same time. There is not a damn thing wrong with being a monster. Be a monster, be yourself, Be Unique (10 points if you know where that is from)