She’ll forget about me in time (A poem)

A poem about the moon—and yes, the use of the word passed is intentional… The moon still comes around to her place in the night sky Some nights, I think she’s trying to get my attention a spotlight in search of a performer or a fugitive on the run I don’t have much use for the [...]

NaPoWriMo 2015, Day 15: Poetry (a poem)

Today’s NaPoWriMo.net prompt is to write a poem that addresses itself or some aspect of its self [sic]. It pesters me to dig deep for things I’d rather leave buried It taunts me when I resist the things I can’t escape It pushes me to make it work when things feel impossible or rough It offers me second chances to [...]