Wednesday, April 30, 2014

NaPoWriMo 30: Farewell

Farewell, dear autumn,
With your trees, bright in color.
The breezes, once warm, have turned their backs,
On heat and sun and cozy.
They've changed sides,
To winter, they flew.
Trees shed their summer garments,
And stretch their limbs,
Up to the great, grey sky.

Ah, yes.
Farewell, dear autumn.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

NaPoWriMo 29: A Random Collection of Thoughts

The sun is a smile.
Both dark and light.
Fiery, crackling, sulfuric, scorching, tasteless.
And with its sight, come heat.
From Jerusalem to the Seven Cities of CĂ­bola,
It is plainly seen.
By every John, Jane and Jim on earth.
The sun is either dark or light.
And yet the moon is constant.
Like crinkled origami paper,
The sun blinks and glows.
The earth orbits and our dear sun grows.
"Forgive and forget."
The spinning sun of envy.
The earth and all its siblings chasing around their mother.
And every little person flies up to meet her.
Abby is astounded.
The sun will gather her children together.
The cool sun.
The earth is square in places.
Con sus ciudades y pueblos.
And it jumps with our moon,
Flying up to meet her.

Monday, April 28, 2014

NaPoWriMo 28: Chaos

The top official's formality,
His deadly murder campaign,
Of sweeping riots and violence.
City of death and its supporters,
Mass trials and approved sentences,
Linked to disbanded security.

The judge has spoken.

Sunday, April 27, 2014

NaPoWriMo 27: Grimly

Grimly, grimly,
He grins at the road.
His hands are thin,
As are his legs.
Eyes dark and empty,
He stares into the street.
A pumpkin in his lap,
And spiders all around him.
He himself is a shell.

Saturday, April 26, 2014

NaPoWriMo 26: The Fan

The fan whirls dust,
Its wings twisting,
Up into the air,
Based at the ceiling,
It spins forever,
Always cooling.

The fan brightens,
Its speed increases,
The air circulating,
My skin cooling.

The fan is my friend.

NaPoWriMo 25: Songs of...

Songs of joy
Songs of life
Songs of sorrow
Songs of strife

Songs of mercy
Songs of grace
Songs of gloom
Songs of embrace

Songs of family
Songs of friends
Songs of strangers
Songs have ends

NaPoWriMo 24: His Strength

Arches bend,
Walls give way.
Evil flees,
Your love stays.

Bricks smash,
Stones crumble.
Darkness disappears,
Your mercy rumbles.