NaPoWriMo.net has invite us poets to a prompt that is a stylized one. An abecedarian poem. What is that, right? Well, what it is is using the entire alphabet , where A-Z is what starts each line. And here it goes.
Avoiding the chatter of ‘who’s got it right’
Basically preferring to not get involved
Choosing words carefully can be exhausting
Deciding to remove any chance of that possibility
Even when the pull to let it have me is strong
Feeling into the timing, when not being noticed
Gives me the opportunity to exit without a dive in
Honestly, I haven’t the energy to make good this banter
Joining in has yet to prove itself a worthwhile decision
“Keep it real’ is my inner dialogue repeat
Likely my ‘real’ will not be welcome in the messy
Mix of whose Righteous shit is the best righteous shit
Nobody wins in the this kind of back n’ forth
Oblivious to each other’s opinion the rants escalate
Power hungry for the last word drags them all on
Quietly, I let myself grow small and unseen
Relaxing into the wall like I’m the wall itself
Slip out the back door into the flickering night sky
Taking in the fresh clean darkness in silence
Urgency slides into the shadowed light
Vision becomes clear with each step into the night
While I feel the tug of my own rightness dissipate
‘X’ marked in glitter nail polish marks the top of the gate
There is rarely a knowing to what I lay down here in poems n’ Prose. There is no plan ahead, little if any editing. Writing a poem a day for whatever length of days chosen is, for me and act of Living in the Moment, the Be Here Now.
It’s a ‘drop-in’ to the ethers, the liminal space between worlds and dimensions. it gets me out of a ‘have-to’, an obligation to preform well, it switches off a perfectionistic something-or-other and I feel into that release, that freedom that comes with letting go of the outcome.
If I please YOU, the reader, then dang, lucky me and you.
And so you know, I Do wish to please you, stir you up, invite you into some thinking, feeling inspiration that might shift a stuck place, or stimulate your creative life force to take action on your own behalf.
So today… in this moment, what rises in me to write is:
It’s so bad it’s good. It’s so good it’s bad.
Bad to swim with sharks
So good to feel the deep, wet freedom
Good to behave the Fool
So bad when you’re just stupid
Bad to forget simple kindnesses
Good that you finally get that awareness
Good that you stepped in to being honest
Bad that you made it all about you
Good that there is 24 hours to a day
Badish that we are caught in a time continuum
Bad that there is violence and war
Good for those that challenge it
Bad that so many of us disregard the Earth’s needs
Good that there are those that take action on behalf of the Earth
Good that you engage the wonder of living
Bad that you disrespect your own life force
Good that you care for others
Bad that you are care-less with yourself
Bad that you assume someone ‘should’ be like you
Good that you get your ass kicked for believing that
Bad that you don’t take responsibility for your actions
Good that you get some therapy to figure that shit out
Good that you do not make judgements on others differences
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