Day 3: Passive Agressive

you listen but
you never hear.

i search but
i never find.

you look but
you never see.

i want but
i never need.

you use commas but
you never use the dot.

i risk but
i never want pain.

you like but
you never love.

i scream but
you never hear.

Day 1: From ‘Soliloquy of the Solipsist’

I
I walk alone;
With a shudder and a stutter through
the cold dark streets of winter that
lead to nowhere and everywhere.

I
I walk alone;
Turning a deaf ear to the warnings of
heavy snow clinging down my back saying
I should leave this place for home.

I
I walk alone;
The wind can protest, the wind can whisper;
The path might be enveloped with fog but
in the hands of time, they change.

I
I walk alone;
And thus I am resilient, if days would move kindly;
As I see the beacon of hope clearly, why
look back when you can move forward?

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Prompt: NaPoWriMo Begins!

First lines derived from Sylvia Plath‘s Soliloquy of the Solipsist.

Day 5: An Untitled Reverse Cinquain

tonight

the leaves fall, crickets die, stars gone,

and yet the wind whispers

a silent scream

of death.

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Prompt: Cinquains for Day Five

Day 4: In Pursuit of Sunshine

I couldn’t catch the sunshine

although it glared at me and hit me from

the eye, down to the gut, down to..

I couldn’t catch the sunshine

though there I was with arms

outstretched and a vast open sky.

I couldn’t catch the sunshine

but it burned me slowly. then

suddenly, and unexpectedly.

I couldn’t catch the sunshine

with my palms clenched and unclenched.

Perhaps it was never really mine.