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ms reluctance Apr 2015
Open your eyes. Wake up, wake up.
This is just a dream, it’s not real…
Keep your head down, don't dare look up.
It won’t see you if you keep still.

Swallow your dread, push down the fear.
Open your eyes. Wake up, wake up!
Clench your fists, suppress the shiver;
one wrong move and the game is up.

Don't scream when the monster eye up
above you sets the sky ablaze.
Open your eyes. Wake up, wake up!
It is shifting its evil gaze.

(Gasp) You have been spotted. Oh, no!
Legs stuck like a fly in syrup,
you can't flee; there’s nowhere to go.
Open your eyes, WAKE UP! WAKE UP!
NaPoWriMo Day #9
Poetry form: Quatern
ms reluctance Apr 2015
There was a man, let us call him Mack
who always had the perfect comeback.
But he kept missing his cue.
So he decided to spew
random retorts to pick up the slack.
NaPoWriMo Day #8
Poetry form: Limerick
Trepverter (n.) (Yiddish) A witty riposte or comeback you think of only when it is too late to use. Literally translated, it means "staircase words". Another variation is the French word, L’esprit de l’escalier .
ms reluctance Apr 2015
I walk amid
the silence of broken hearts
and ghosts of the lives never lived.
Oblivious to
the echoes of dashed dreams
and the pall of dampened spirits.

I have received good news
and in this moment,
I am invincible.
Enclosed in a happy bubble,
I let the contentment wash over me.
Later I can return to my troubles
and be part of the crowd again.
NaPoWriMo Day #7
Poetry form: Free verse
ms reluctance Apr 2015
I knew I had fallen out of love.
Yet I stayed;
I didn't want to be alone.

I am sorry it took me so long to realize
that if I was lonely when I was with you
then you must have felt isolated too.

And maybe I don't love you
like I used to
but I still love you enough
to spare you the desolation
of being alone in my company.
NaPoWriMo Day #6
Poetry form: Free verse
ms reluctance Apr 2015
I have wanted you
for so long
and with such hunger
that now I think
I would rather not have you at all.
For once you’re mine
I will lose that sense of longing
and there will be nothing to
fill the agonizing empty spaces
that time inevitably blows in.

I know it is strange
and slightly moronic
but I just want to want you
for a little while longer.
NaPoWriMo Day 5
Poetry form: Free verse
ms reluctance Apr 2015
Chocolate on chocolate,
the faintest tang of
apricot jam with a side
of whipped cream. Oh, yes!
Decadent, scrumptious
sachertorte.
Sigh!
NaPoWriMo Day #4
Poetry form: Epulaeryu
ms reluctance Apr 2015
Sometimes, I can’t help but wonder
if I’m a manifestation
of someone’s imagination.
Or dreamt by one in deep slumber
Trapped by a spell they are under.

Often I feel invisible;
There are few who really see
who I am when they look at me.
Though far from being miserable,
I find my world more mystical.
NaPoWriMo Day #2
Poetry form: Quintella
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