Day Seventeen: Moors

I don’t think I have
A train of thought 
A train is fast, loud
A to B with
Minimal fuss
Though smelly
Crowded
Grubby
Bumpy
Seats lumpy
Kids grumpy;
It arrives
When will my thoughts arrive?
And where are they headed?
Not a train of thought;
Not even a derailed one
But a wanderer
Aimless; aching;
Stomping around the limitless
Moors of my mind.

Day Sixteen: Only the Mountain

I climbed a mountain

It broke me
But I got better.
I walked and walked
And smiled and talked
While leg muscles strained
And toes were maimed
And boots were scuffed
To pieces.
The mountain was beautiful,
Snow and sunshine
All the extremes.
Such a trial,
Yet I rose to it
If only
My mind 
Was only a mountain.

Day Fourteen: Arguing with Myself

Why are you mean to me?

Because you’re
Weak
Frail
Easy
Dumb
Fat
Lazy
Crazy…
Leave off it
I’m not crazy
I have issues
But there’s reasons
For the seasons
Of my mood.
No, you are 
Loser
Waster
Stupid
Faker
Crackpot
Fess up,
Mess up!
No! I am
Artist
Singer
Writer
Bringer
Seeker
Dreamer
Always a dreamer
Keep dreaming, fatso.

Day Twelve: Melts

 

Sia’s tones melt like caramel

Across my chest

Rumbling with vibrations
Passed from car seat to spine
Back to front
Ears to guts 
As eyes witness the day 
Melting similarly 
Into gorgeous, sweet twilight
Forever blue, every blue
Not dark
Not light
Mystery incarnate
Magic inherent
In streetlights, bricks and 
Aeroplane tracks;
Magic as a shadow reflection
Half cast on a car window
That moonlight, lamp bright
Shell of beauty;
Can that be me?

 

Day Eleven: Nerf War

Bright and cheery; day full of wind and bluster

Kites fly; birds cry; white are the waves and horses. 

Bullets, cocking guns ready, Angels drop to

Feel the sandy grave.
Castles crumble under siege; bursting, breaking
Dams and moats; your tunnels clogged; plumbing pounded
Shells rain; shells reign; shore edge war craven; crafty
Spies in spiral dance.
Bodies broken break the waves; breakers bruising
Egos only; harmless fun. We smile, we laugh
We search; we hunt. The bullets lost in gravel
Our only dead.