Best of NaPo Week 2 Edition

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Hey everyone, Medoriko here with the Best of NaPo Week 2! :heart: Again, this is just a collection of pieces that stood out to me as I perused through the Week 2 gallery during week 2 itself. Please do not feel that your pieces aren't good if they aren't here. It's just not feasible to list
everything :lol: Please give these people some love, and hey...why not check out the OTHER pieces in the NaPo gallery? :o I'm sure you'll find tons of nice reads :heart:

NaPoWriMo 2017: Week 2




<da:thumb id="674622128"/> TaxedTime is something few can afford.
For those lucky few
they steal moments here and there-
Bits and pieces-
Scraps and seconds
To find their inner selves
You offer time,
Not just time- but time now;
Languid moments of placidity
Where nothing and no one will wander in-
Simple sounding, yes,
But not worth it
In the end
You take more than you give-
Those stolen moments are just
Sliced second snippets
And there’s a tax on time
more than most can afford
For time borrowed gains more
interest than it gives
Reflections (04.12.2017)Careless and carefree I consumed copious compliments,
A recurring regret I find myself making continuously:
Only because I crave attention, really hope for retention
in the mind of those I meet, melded to their synapses:
a kind, kindred spirit – one with a purpose, purposefully
shaking hands, healthfully engaging in conversation,
converging on conventions – “hellos” and “dong fines” –
Fine in the face of adversity, adversely trying to be different
Yet fit in –inside this toxic construct:
Constructed – on constructing a personality purposefully deceitful –
Dying to shed the skin of professionalism and antiseptic success.
Unsuccessfully forging my path on my greener side of things –
Swinging daily between happiness and frustration – the face in
The mirror my own, ownership of my lies something I will not do.
Though I am due to tell some kind of truth – if only I could untie
My tongue and speak coherently, conve
16 - it's almost unbearable (11/30)and I know it's pointless,
but sometimes, quite often,
I think of our earlier days -
the summers by the lakes,
your smile, your presence -
and I can't help it:
the tears are flowing
'cause I miss those days,
'cause I know I can't get them back
(doesn't matter how hard I wish)...
'cause I didn't appreciate them well enough
(it's true what they say,
you only realize these things way,
way too late)

NaPoWriMo 2017, Week 2: April 8 - April 14April 14
Endless Rain
There's either too much
or not enough in my world
of second guessing
In other worlds
sharing this planet
you perish either way
The rain comes
without one's permission
but stays when invited

As a child
I collected rain at the beach
as if in a game
When it hid from me
in its taunting
pretending to be the sea
The heart of knowing rain
shows where our faith belongs
without question

I always hear the rain & wind
Both, with sun & moon
Since the drought was quelled
Rain lives within myself
a part of me since birth
But peace?

I wonder
when next it will fall
always in doubt
I pray for eternal rain
that I've never seen
when I arrive in eternity

April 13
Nursery
In the labyrinth small birds floating
That attend my deepest niches
They will not wish you to see them
As they spit up prey unswallowed
Do not break in on my darkness
As I preen while evening settles
On my cache of fallen feathers
And the downy nest of hatchlings
Comes the ti
<da:thumb id="673654455"/><da:thumb id="674072604"/> the abandoned and overgrown, act vithere's a taint of stale gasoline still in the air.
you're seeing scarf-wrapped women, sunglasses hinged over their eyes.
you can hear the kids on vacation, chattering in the backseats of station-wagons.
a cashier, faceless & only a means to an end, blows bubblegum bubbles & pops them habitually.
you blink & decades fall away.
you blink & a little more history dies.
the camera grieves in its own way; the picture doesn't develop right.

xii.The rope bites into her bound wrists
drawing a copious amount of blood
that scalds her slender fingers.
(Her blood is laced with fire)
Her heart has always been a selenophile
rising to meet the moon's gravitational pull,
a treacherous ocean under a cimmerian sky.
The screams around her are rising,
calls condemning her as a witch
heating the frigid air caressing her skin.
Kalopsia burns in her amaranthine eyes
as the flames rise to embrace her,
the calliopean crackling a melody to her ears.
Smoke is piling up in her lungs
and she's sucking in the wood-scented air,
carbon monoxide seizing her eager veins.
She laughs at their sequacious hearts,
the moon diluting into a scarlet rage,
singing along with the howling wind
as her body turns to ash,
her mesmeric voice still haunting the air
as her vocal cords dissolve.
And then from her ashes
a phoenix rises.
13: GethsemaneStay awake with me
as my friends have succumbed, you
faithful flowers watch.
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King of the CastleBaby dragon buzzes my head as I watch the morning paper
Kids are using their wands to fight
Coffee maker insists I want tea for a change
Cloud that waters the plants is set on thunderstorm
the moat reeks
the jesters used the punchline, Donald Trump for two weeks straight
my crown ripped off an eyebrow
the broom keeps sweeping up the cat
my breakfast smoothie was full of roughage
and the goose is laying lead eggs
magic mirror just shows baby shots of me in diapers
another magical day around the house
Cthulhu Brings LoveFear and terror is all they understood of me,
Unable to comprehend the true nature of the gift
I brought for them from where they could not see.
To conclusion they jump with speed so swift!
Unholy they call me and defile my divinity,
Ever broadening between us this unnatural rift.
Would that they could embrace my gift, they'd see
That from the warmth of love they'd never be bereft!
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Best of Week 3 will be out...at the end of Week 3 :lol:

Happy Writing (and Reading!)

-M-

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noorelven's avatar
OMG !!!!!!! :wow: :faint: :dance: 
THANKS !!!!!!!!!! 
apologies .. they blocked DA  where I am so couldnt post the last 11 days !!! 
Hopefully should be able to post for the next few days without too much trouble !!