NaPoWriMo – Day Sixteen
Days fly by … on wings of time … ….. Weeks … Months … Years … ….. Will I ever …
Days fly by … on wings of time … ….. Weeks … Months … Years … ….. Will I ever …
Normally I would have another verse … another poem … another comment. It will have to wait for tomorrow. I …
Funny how food … can bring … memories. ….. Sushi … Sashimi … Wasabi. ….. He doesn’t eat it again …
Total joy … ecstasy … bliss … passion … ….. Blessed? Cursed? Or? … Life intervening … ….. He looks and thinks. …
There is a part of my heart that nobody else will ever have … only you. ….. And a hole …
… Memories of total joy … ….. bliss unlike anything ever experienced before. ….. What’s for dinner says He. ….. I’ll never forget says She. …
Going about the daily tasks … focusing when suddenly … ….. the thing that caught your attention the first time. ….. The …
Memories rising unbidden … like a bolt of electricity … ….. A quote “You’ll never stop loving them” ….. He wonders. ….. She wonders. Life …
A cool breeze … a warm thought … ….. Memories of gazing deep into each others eyes … the same …
Passion … ….. Remembering … for Him and for Her. ….. A deep breath … and Intimacy for Him. ….. Breath snatched away … and …
First glance, first love … young, innocent, insecure … ….. hearts beat faster … hopes grow … fears multiply. ….. …
So without further ado … todays poem: Friends … Acquaintances? … ….. Pleasant faces … pleasant chatter … different places … Him and Her. …
Writing … a balm for pain and tool for grieving … ….. the public expression of a private need which can only …
Counseling … a listener who hears with wisdom and speaks with kindness … ….. Every other Wednesday morning. ….. Him, for the first …
By the way, I am still doing the regular daily blog post here. The NaPoWriMo blog post is in addition …
After all, it was NaNoWriMo that got me started in all this writing in the first place in November of …
In all my life I never used to write … anything. Unless you count the homework in third grade which …
… at least the part that does not involve rejection letters and no money. For those of you who may …
… and I have no idea how I can keep up the pace. Let’s see … in a nutshell … …
… no, not that kind of help. Let me be specific. There is a month-long activity out there called NaNoWriMo …
And what the heck are they any way? You have to love posts on Facebook. Here I was getting ready …
… who knew? So I was sitting here trying to decide what I did today that made me happy. After …
“… what you can learn is the craft of writing. The art comes from inside you.” Loved this line … …
You know, I WAS going to call this “Emails and Facebook Posts” … not too catchy, granted … but one …
And before you ask … yes, the title for today is indeed a blatant rip off of the line from …
Take one woman, weeks from turning 60, heartbroken and alone. Add a job loss, family and personal health issues, financial …