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NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 17 – Hello

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Hello? Is anyone there?
Oh, good! I thought I was alone here.
I can’t really see what’s going on, and that was starting to creep me out. My eyes don’t seem to want to adjust to the darkness. Have yours? Are you alone?
I mean here, of course, not in the universe, or in life. I mean, that too! God, I hope I’m not boring you.

It’s just, I think I’m really freaking out now. Everything’s dark, I don’t know where I am, where we are, who brought me here I just woke up man just woke up like this here and I have no idea no idea what.

I’m sorry. It’s ok, I’m breathing, calming down. Whew. But it is all very strange, unsettling, just finding myself here. I don’t know where here is even, I don’t know what I did, what happened, how I got here. It’s fine to freak out right? I’m sure you’re freaking out too, over there.

Why aren’t my eyes adapting though? I’ve been here for ages. I’ve rubbed them, blinked, there’s nothing in the way. Should I try touching them? Would that be bad? I might infect them or something, I touched something slimy earlier. Maybe I should leave them alone.

Maybe it’s a bad dream, right? All this, just a dream…

Jeez, I haven’t even let you say anything yet! I’ve just been rambling on along by myself. Sorry sorry. What is your story?

Hello..?

Are you still there?

Is anyone there..?

Hell–

NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 5 – Shellshock

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Dye the egg
wrap the paper
take the ribbon
tie the bow

One day a year
just the one day
a colourful hunt
a harmless hunt

Dye the egg
scrap the paper
take the ribbon
tie the bow

We burrow we dig
we hide we scuttle
bright eyed bushy tailed
spring in our step

Dye the egg
scratch the paper
scrape the ribbon
tie the bow

Don’t crack the shell
no ghost inside
one big machine
we’re cogs of a wheel

dye the egg
scrap the paper
scrape the ribbon
tie it now
dye tie dye tie

No one’s an island
this is an island
we are an island
a dessert island

bow now bow low
dye tie dye tie
die die die

[After I posted this, I realised what was running through my mind as I was writing: Neil Gaiman’s ‘Nicholas Was..’ and scenes from Rise of the Guardians. Credit where it’s post-due.]

NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 4 – Just About

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Cram for a test,
cause sluggishness and
break for 10 minutes.

Prepare for school:
is it that time again already?
Make only general purchases.

Break the procrastination
but keep putting it off?
Make a bet with your family.

Find out your IQ –
open other doors
with a good approximation.

Improve your memory:
points of most techniques
use the acronym ‘HOMES’.

Get your child to
mention harassed staff
– a clue to its desirability.

Help your child
try on everything
through the local buildings.

Network effectively;
the Doggy Olympics
are just the tip.

Get out of debt.
Throw away the pieces.
Many are Free.

[A found poem made up by flitting between the pages of How To do Just About Everything (M&S 2008), using a pattern based on the value of the word ‘Saturday’ (A=1, B=2, etc); the last stanza is the sum of the letters (160).]

How to Scare You

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As the November chill
starts to creep in
ever so softly

as you walk home
along darker roads
ever so swiftly

as the sharp wind cuts
through your warmth
consider this:

I could cut out for you
some time to kill,
as dawn turns into day
and day into dusk
into night.

I could make you
and all your worries
simply disappear,
vanish where no one
will see.

I could offer you
my whole beating heart
on a cold platter,
my hands reaching out
to yours.

I could cook for you
and we shall feast
on whatever remains
once the light has come
and gone.

I could prepare you
for what awaits
I could tell you
what will come
I could show you
what I’ll do

So come closer,
don’t be afraid.
See? I’m smiling.