Wednesday, 3 April 2013

NaPoWriMo Day #3

This is from a writing prompt at imaginary garden with real toads...

the imaginary garden with real toads
failed again
how could I have done that?
repeating mistakes once again

searching for a purpose
neglecting my chores
negating my small mercies

angst bleeds from my pores
winds smash my face
winter is back breeding my discontent

I tried and I failed


  • individual experience
  • sense of isolation
  • indifferent environment
  • responsibility for choices made

    Gale said...

    Wow...this poem speaks to so many of my days. Too many.

    Susie Clevenger said...

    It does seem I have had a bit of this in my life..

    Cloudia said...

    pretty dark, Jenn

    ALOHA from Honolulu
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    Kerry O'Connor said...

    negating my small mercies...

    This line really struck me. Perhaps we spend too much time searching for reasons while neglecting to live out each day purposefully.

    Susan said...

    Powerful. The pattern of the life. The angels. That's it.

    Jinksy said...

    winter is back breeding my discontent

    It certainly is in my little corner of the world! Brrrr!

    Margaret said...

    negating my small mercies

    I find that very intriguing.