Poem a Day Challenge - Day 20

Crossposted from Blogetary.

So, today’s prompt at Poetic Asides was rebirth. There are so many ways you can go with rebirth, so many possibilities. In the end, I went with what was, for me, the most basic. This challenge takes a lot of creative stamina and I’m running out of ideas.

Rebirth

Renaissance

All I wanted was a best friend.
Someone to listen to me,
be with me,
love me –
no matter what.
That’s what they told me I would have.
Then they dunked me and called me
born again.

They didn’t tell me
once reborn
it never ends.
Once reborn
you constantly die
again and again and again.

Poem a Day Challenge - Day 14

Crossposted from my Blogetary.

Wow, almost halfway there! Since today was Tuesday, it was a two-fer challenge again and we got two prompts. We could do either or both, as we chose. The two prompts were Love and Anti-Love. Here was my attempt:

Love -

Is it love?

He dogs my every move -
never far away.
I see him wherever I go -
he’s constantly on my tail.
Sometimes I look up –
to meet his baleful glare.

Ignore him though I try
as he rubs his cheek against my leg
I have to wonder why…

Is it love?
Or is it food?

Anti-love

Revelation

Bubble rises in my stomach,
as the words go on and on and on and on…
“Love inspires me!”
Bubble does its job, shoving food aside -
shoving it up inside…
as you swan on…
“I’m whole when I’m in love!”
Bubble reaches my mouth and I cough,
feel food in the back of my throat
and swallow down acid.
“Being in love is the only way to be!”
The bubble bursts.

Leaning over the toilet,
burning from the inside out,
I remember what you were like
when you were in love with me.

Poem a Day Challenge Day 10

Cross posted from my blogetary:

Today’s Poem a Day challenge was using the prompt, “Friday.”

So, here’s my entry:

Friday

Then–
Friday, Fryday, Freya’s day, FRIIIIDAY!
Day of possibilities, the unopened present.
Day when anything can happen and nothing proved wrong.
Frypan food day, Freya’s date night,
Drink with friends and dance with all your might.

Now–
Friday is laundry day, stay at home eat pizza day;
Sleeping in on Saturn’s day and wondering about Jupiter’s day.

In the end, though, Friday is my day.

Blog Contest!

So, I got my copies of Aoife’s Kiss today! Yay! See? Here it is!

Forgive the distortion. I had to hold it up at an angle to keep the reflection from glaring it out.

Now that I have my copies, I can have a BLOG CONTEST! Yes, that’s right! Just in time for Eostra, Passover, Good Friday and Easter! If you would like a signed issue of this Aoife’s Kiss that has my short story, The Lullabye, in it, then just leave a blog comment. And it looks like a great copy! With titles like AI & the 40 Zombies and Dragon Cuisine, how can you go wrong?

You have until the 18th to leave your comment on my blogetary blog here. Then, I’ll drop your names in a hat, draw one out and the winner gets a copy!

WOW- Women on Writing

WOW - Women on Writing is an online zine for the encouragement of women writing. Actually, anyone writing, but the focus is women. They have a quarterly writing contest and helpful articles for the working writer. Well, they just published an article I wrote for them. You can check it out here.

A lot of other stuff has come out since I wrote this article. For example, what I didn’t know when I wrote this article is that in many states, women pay more for insurance than men because women are typically more responsible and actually make appointments and participate in preventive health care. But because of that, we’re seen as being more expensive, and that’s even when we don’t use the maternity care. So, we end up paying 39% more in health insurance in many states, including California. New York, however, does not allow for discrimination due to gender.

Write your congressperson.

PAD Day 3

As the blogger announced, at day 3, we are 10% done! Yay!

Today’s prompt was: “The problem with…”

You can see an abundance of poems on problems here.

This was my post:

The Problem with Zombies…

The problem with zombies is they’re already dead.
What’s a gal to do short of blow off their heads.
Hope they stumble around enough feeling for their skull
it’s a wonder as she runs off in her heels that she can
get away at all.

Vampires, werewolves, dragons, ghosts –
each have their flaw (of which they, typically, boast)
the point at which they are undone –
Existence unraveling with the rising of the sun.

But zombies are different, they can’t be beat.
The problem with zombies is they can take the heat.
The trouble with zombies is they don’t leave.

In the end, I suppose, the truth will out -

A gal could do worse in a world full of monsters,
then to end up dating a tall, unrotted corpster.

Writers Digest Poem a Day Challenge

Crossposted from Blogetary:

So, I decided to at least try the Poem a Day Challenge.

The prompt today (April 1 that is) was origins of something. Here’s mine:

The Dawning of my Demise

Began with yearning turning
to need –
pressure building
exploding
pencil gripped and tearing
through the page.

To get my words out.

Feeding desire to throw
words on the pyre
and
see
them
burn.

To be a writer.

I was 9.

According to last years Poet Laureate, the trick is to read the prompt EARLY in the day (something I didn’t do today) so your poem can gel. So, we’ll try again tomorrow, shall we?

Now, go take a look at the latest Beyond Centauri.