Crappy Pancakes on Apr 19, 2011 in Flash Fiction LGBT Prose The bleary flash of headlights swirled around my eyes. I swiveled on my seat. I sighed. He was still there. He took his eyes off the road for a split second and smiled at me. He playfully punched my shoulder. "Wake up, tiger." I rubbed my e...
Day 13: Was He on Apr 18, 2011 in Fib NaPoWriMo 2011 Love Poetry He Is My love My one, my only— I can only wish that were true. Oh, to wish that were true, for now: My one, my only— My love Was He...
Day 14: Dear Bishops on Apr 18, 2011 in Limerick NaPoWriMo 2011 Poetry Dear Bishops of the Conference, Is it really one of brilliance To make so many enemies? With your dogma full of follies? When your God speaks none but silence?
Day 17: Person, I Love You on Apr 18, 2011 in Acrostic Puzzle NaPoWriMo 2011 Love Poetry See now, how much I have cost you; Indeed, I do, but I cannot regret Questioning where we were going— Unyielding, uninterested— Except the fact I didn't mind Much as long as you still loved me. In time I knew to know much wrong: Le...
Day 15: Outspoken on Apr 18, 2011 in Senryu Poetry He spoketh too much On what should not be nosed around— Does so anyway.
Day 16: Stay in Bed on Apr 18, 2011 in Shadorma NaPoWriMo 2011 Love Poetry Stay in bed. "I don't want to leave." Stay indeed. Stay in bed. "I don't want to leave you now." Then please stay in bed.
Day 18: Like I'd Never Left on Apr 18, 2011 in Shadorma NaPoWriMo 2011 Love Poetry Take me back, Like I'd never left. I need you. Take me back— As if nothing wrong had happened— To where we left off. Take me back, Like we never fought. I love you. Take me back— As if all had been perfect, But it never was.
Day 12: A Diagonal Haicrostic on Apr 13, 2011 in Acrostic Haicrostic Haiku Puzzle NaPoWriMo 2011 Poetry If you think a sestina is hard, think again. I've been tinkering with the diagonal acrostic form and mashed it with my haicrostic idea and I've invented a completely different, and somewhat more difficult form: The Diagonal Haicrostic! Observ...
Day 11: Maybe on Apr 13, 2011 in Tanaga NaPoWriMo 2011 Poetry Maybe we weren't meant to be It just wasn't working out But now you and I are free Of a lovelorn life; without...
Day 10: Never Again on Apr 11, 2011Never Again I'll never again try to touch the sky Nor the moon in her pallid, mournful dress. I wring my hands 'low where we used lie, With this painful healing I dare suppress. I clench my jaws and fight the urge to cry, Although what sole use...
