Challenge: Daily Poetry 2019
Contents
- 1 January 2019
- 1.1 1/1/19
- 1.1.1 containered pain (poem)
- 1.1.2 of happy moments (poem)
- 1.1.3 hope splinters (poem)
- 1.1.4 the world is tired (poem)
- 1.1.5 sky boats (poem)
- 1.1.6 my biggest project (poem)
- 1.1.7 the little stupid things (poem)
- 1.1.8 a flaw (poem)
- 1.1.9 how to bleed (poem)
- 1.1.10 take solace (poem)
- 1.1.11 kisses goodnight (poem)
- 1.1.12 starry skies (poem)
- 1.2 1/2/19
- 1.1 1/1/19
January 2019
1/1/19
containered pain (poem)
For N
my breastbone aches
with containered pain
the new year comes
I cry in vain
all I want
is you again
of happy moments (poem)
happiness is not the sum
of happy moments that have come
nor everything that breaks the numb
shell around my heart, the sum
of smiles, of laughs, of memories made
with family on better days
happiness: a choice I make
regardless of the pain I face
hope splinters (poem)
bones break
porcelain cracks
hope splinters
but grows back
the world is tired (poem)
the world is tired
and aches besides
within me all
the universe hides
so I can shine
like stars of light
or fade away
the longest night
sky boats (poem)
boats to the heavens
skyward fly
I'll see their promise
by and by
the light so brilliant
before my eyes
from the ashes
I might rise
my biggest project (poem)
I'm not the pleasant person
that I used to be
I know my biggest project
is to get to work on me
because my heart is hurting
is the weakest pale excuse
somehow I must conquer
all my follies and misuse
the little stupid things (poem)
I care
about the little stupid things
the things that get under your skin
they seem to carry their wings
take off and fly in my eye
I swat them and keep going by
I care and it hurts and it bleeds
I try to forget all my needs
but sometimes it hurts and it aches
and sometimes it trembles and quakes
a flaw (poem)
I am not a self-promoter
this is stupid of me
it's not a flaw I'm unaware of
I'm not as good at some at writing
or anything really
and I'm not even as good right now as I was
it's not a lack of discipline, a lack of will
the troubles that plagued before do plague me still
I've spent too much of a year fraught and ill
and it seems too much to ask, please love me still
how to bleed (poem)
I have been damaged
I know how to bleed
but not how to staunch up
my wounds or to heed
the firing neurons, the pain in my head
I'm never enough and so trudge on instead
take solace (poem)
take solace in the winter rain
the icy mist, the snowy plain
the chilly air the heart makes warm
christmas lights glow in the storm
kisses goodnight (poem)
loving farewells
kisses goodnight
blessings of peace
turn out the light
starry skies (poem)
starry skies
wink bright above
eternal, but less
than Christ's love
1/2/19
Prayer for the New Year 001 (poem)
guard my steps and tongue today in all things
I want to live as Christ would have me do
teach me love and purity that Christ brings
speak to me and help me follow You
little birds (poem)
little birds flit
across the sky
ideas bright
within my mind
battle plans (poem)
battle plans rarely survive
the first hour of the day
I will not plan, yet will thrive
if in all things I pray
something inside (poem)
quiet me down
there's something inside
amenable to being soothed
don't pin me down
there's something I hide
once wakened, it cannot be soothed
a morning poem (poem)
a morning poem
stretches the heart
flexes the mind
off to good start
wisdom is (poem)
wisdom is knowing when to laugh
and when to stop laughing
wisdom is knowing when to jump
and when to stand there looking
wisdom is knowing when to feel
and when to stick to thinking
wisdom is knowing when to seek
and when you've found be thankful
Stress (poem)
Habits
Those little persnickety things I lose so easily
When I least expect it, tell me how
To keep them in my pocket that seems to be holey
As if it's trying to let bad humors out
like constellations (poem)
hope, like constellations in my heart
the starry skies below, once thought so dark
lit up with beams of visions and of dreams
they linger on and catch my eyes with gleams
deep in the eye (poem)
wake me up when it's over
I can sleep through a storm when I may
deep in the eye I lie waiting
and here is where I will stay
don't rouse me to ride like the thunder
or swirl about like the wind
I'll wait out the temper and wonder
just when we will do this again