April Poetry :)

Giving this a try.

Sleepless
Eyelids are bricks
Shadows bruise underneath
The eyes holding
Doors to a breaking soul.
All I want is sleep
But sleep flees farther
With closeness
Wide awake yet spent
Hard to keep together
I’m crumbling apart
Pieces fall
I’m not here at all.
Just a shadow
With my face
Hazy outlines
Of what was
Dreaming of sleep
While awake.

Writer’s Block
I long for words
To flow on my page
To stifle my rage
To release me from my cage.

I long for words
To dance from my mind
To give light to what is blind
To do more than what is assigned.

To long for words
As if thinking will do
Bring together what is askew
Or write them in view.

To long for words
Is a wishful ideation
Is a useless fixation
Is a vivacious temptation.

Don’t long for words
There are ways to act
Don’t let longing refract
Or allow it to detract.

Don’t long for words
Bring the words into being
Don’t let thinking keep you fleeing
Write the words, it’s freeing.

To write the words
They don’t have to perfect
Don't let perfection deflect
Give permission to write unchecked.

To write the words
Heartfelt and unashamed
Never meant to be tamed
Title of writer finally reclaimed.

You have an amazing vocabulary! I really like the Sleepless poem - your imagery is so emotive.

I like the twist at the end of "Sleepless" where it seems like the speaker is actually awake! I wasn't expecting that and it definitely made me read the whole poem again.

I'm also really intrigued by the line "Don’t let longing refract" - that's a gem!

I loved the first metaphor of Sleepless! "Eyelids are bricks" is original, and the short, fragmented lines really convey the tired mind of an insomniac well.

I'm also impressed by the number of rhymes you managed to find to write Writer's Block. How you developed the refrain from "I long . . . " to "To long . . .", then "Don't long . . . " and finally "To write . . . " I also found effective in conveying the poem's message.

I didn't have access to the internet for a few days... I wrote my poetry in a notebook... I don't know if this will still count, but here it is anyway.

April 3:

The day was bright;
The sun a sight.
Dispelling fear with light
After days of endless night.
In an instant the darkness came
To extinguish positivity's flame
With it, hope was lost to that claim
Nothing to ever be the same.
But fear doesn't have to rule.
The intensity of darkness began to cool.
Today the light came back as a jewel.
And light will continue to pool.
The day is bright;
The sun a sight.
Dispelling fear with light
After days of endless night.

April 4:

High hopes for the future
But stuck on the past
Wondering if anything at all will last.

Years of dreams cannot be wrong
But wishes are thrown
Nothing at all written in permanent stone.

Wind gusting, Rain running
Just go with the flow
It is in the moment that you really grow.

Living in the moment now
Bring real happiness
Peace and hope, all by thinking a little less.

April 5:

Torn away - the life I led.
In my vision are spots of red.
All I want is to stay in bed.
Crying, my hands cradle my head.

The change in me is all I see.
Trapped by the new - not set free.
All I want is to turn and flee.
Go back to what was - my earnest plea.

Everything is so much harder now.
Things won't get better until I vow
To try to be grateful and onward I plow
Knowing that time will work out the how.

Positive thinking is the key to this.
Say goodbye to the past with a kiss.
Try to forget all the things I'll miss.
So one day I might find a state of bliss.

Lots of emotion in that last poem, you have really good control of rhyming do you ever write poetry with more formal forms like sonnets or villanelles? I feel like you'd be great at those!

I think my favorite is your April 4 poem - > especially this chunk,

"Wind gusting, Rain running
Just go with the flow
It is in the moment that you really grow."

Great job! Keep up the good work! You've got this!

Panic Attack
Tremble and shake
Jolted awake
Tears stream on down
Fearing I’ll drown
Breaths come in gasps
Voice is a rasp.
Thoughts thunder, spin
Monster within
Want to run, hide
I shrink inside
Everything cold
Fear has a hold
Cannot last long
It all feels wrong
I’m all alone
Locked in stone
Control I lack
Panic attack

April 7:

Dealt this hand
But I choose how I stand
Life of choices
Most made by different voices
I choose me
I choose the way I be
The wind is uncontrollable
Inconsolable
I don’t have to stand still
I’m in charge of the wheel
Sails adjust
It’s me I can trust
Holding my own
Even when it’s unknown

Loving these rhymes! I like how you structure the length of the lines, especially in 'Panic Attack' to reflect the suffocating emotion of the poem.

The metaphor of the ship in your April 7 poem I also enjoyed, especially the line" I'm in charge of the wheel// Sails adjust". I just thought the enjambment was really effective there.

Affection through touch
Used to be my crutch
I’m struggling to show
The love I now owe.
I miss you.
My heart turning blue

The future is a mystery
Thoughts of which are misery
Unsure of what to do
With my time
With my effort
With my life

I’m lost without you
Stuck in a rut
Huge holes in my life
Missing your hugs
I miss you.
My heart is turning blue.

What a melancholy piece. My favourite lines were "I'm struggling to show // The love I now owe" and "With my time // With my effort // With my life". I thought the repetition conveyed the sense of being lost pretty well.