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#GloPoWriMo 2018 26 – Twisted Idioms (VI)


this is a cat
this is a treat
this is a cat
reaching for it

this is a cat
this is a paw
this is a cat
stepping in it

this is a cat
this is ambition
this is a cat
punished for it

this was a cat
with all of its paws
this is a cat
regretting it


#GloPoWriMo 2018 22 – mapping


the stars cannot rearrange

themselves in the sky

& yet here you are

changing the pinpoint over my head

making me lose directions

& maps of where i thought i thought

i would be & be going

at this point in time but it was space

that you changed & i was a fool

not to see that chance & you seized

the opportunity as you drew

new constellations on our skin

ladles & spoons replacing bears

pyramids where arrows flew &

sails instead of falls though fall we did

through hallways of cold light

& of cold nights after sudden rain

& we rearranged ourselves

in your bed bodies shifting

mapping out another sky


#GloPoWriMo 2018 20 – Twisted Idioms (V)


if you squint
if you squeeze
if you press one eyelid
closer to the lower half
if you look carefully
if you stretch your gaze
if you peer into the vastity
of what is before you

you’ll find the divine
was waiting for you all along.

You just weren’t looking hard enough.


more catch up

#GloPoWriMo 2018 18 – Twisted Idioms (IV)


consider the circumference
and the curve of the skin
consider the stretched or
loose expanse of
the core of this man

consider its direction
its size its layers
its complex arrangement of
human behaviour and instinct
gaze into more
than just the navel

you will find meaning there

back on this again, catching up

#GloPoWriMo 2018 17 – Twisted Idioms (III)


if a hill is a swing
in some parts of the world
you will forgive me
for giving this a try
– miss or hit, there is no gain
heat and mist the new terrain
rising and rolling from the ground.

a roundabout way perhaps
to talk about the whole
layout of the land we’ll be
dipping our toes in next
– a sloppy slip-up you might say
a slippery slope, if I may
no winners nor losers this round.

back on an old idea I had during my first NaNoWriMo

#GloPoWriMo 2018 1 – Bravo


Shall I write of thee on this April’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more of plastic:
rough joints may plague thee– but hey!
some of this at least has been fantastic.
Sometime too hot the orange palette shines,
and often the pale complexion yellows
and every fair of toy sometime reminds,
by chance, of your franchise’s changing fellows.
But thy eternal glimmer shall not fade
nor lose possession of that mode thou ow’st
nor shall rust brag thou crumbl’st in its shade
when also in eternal lineart thou grow’st.
So long as haters seethe and eyes can roll
out loud I commit to you my own soul.



(After Sonnet 18; following Napowrimo.net prompt.)