A few hours left
Til the countdown begins –
Monthly Archives: December 2015
The numbers fly by
Vague estimates and ranges:
Here’s to the morning after –
Sleeping in: exhausted bliss
Then slowly rising, kindling
The still-twinkling lights of
That merry tree, sipping coffee
Or other caffeine glancing at
The residual chaos with a
Amused and tolerant eye
(To be done at some point),
But then the kids are up with
Equally residual excitement
There are new toys to explore
And leftover sweets to eat.
A sip, a smile – a day complete.
as it was
time, and we
we ran in to bounce
on our parents’ bed:
“It’s Christmas!” we cried.
“Wake up! Wake up!” Then,
we all went to see the tree, bright
colors glinting off tinsel, garlands,
and ornaments, offset by the dark branches
and sky. Our stockings were stuffed, our tree
surrounded by gifts, but in the mad frenzy of
torn wrapping and cut ribbons, the warmth of a hug
And their faces lit by those happy lights were the
Of voices and registers:
The last-minute rush.
Resented but carried out:
Gifts bought – time for fun.
Imagining their faces:
Can I buy them more?
Builds as the night approaches:
Santa is coming!
Slowly crowds disperse
To homes, trees, and family:
Christmas Eve at last.
It’s sinking into the couch with a book and tv.
It’s jumping for joy with childish glee
And racing from the office, shouting “Yippee!”
Then, collapsing at home with a long string of z’s.
It’s true – it’s true! I can almost believe –
No work tomorrow for me!
Falling specks of white
Like bits of delicate lace
Drifting from the clouds.
I still can’t believe I wrote that right, but, yes, today marks the 6th month anniversary of starting this writing experiment. I am officially halfway through my year-long challenge of writing and posting something new every day. And what a trip it has been so far!
This blog has been through short stories, poems, bits of plays, ongoing novels, and even a webhost migration. Not to mention lots of new readers (thank you!!!). It seems only fitting to do something special, so why not celebrate with my 10 favorite posts from the 6 months so far?
I’ll tell you why not. That means I have to pick 10 favorite posts! (What? How?!)
Instead, I’ll say that I picked 10 of my favorite posts, and to be honest, the fact that it was hard to choose delights me. The fact that I still like and enjoy most of these posts months later means that I must be doing something right – however hard it makes picking out 10.
To make it easier, I removed the novels from the running (as an ongoing story, they get so much extra effort that it simply wouldn’t be fair to compare them to the rest!), and here are the 10 I finally decided on in no particular order:
10. “Not a What“
There are days when I wish I’d actually said this in response to people. On the other hand, it always sounds a bit Dr. Seuss-ish to me. I may like the idea better than the poem.
I chose “Can’t” because I like the two angles it explores and the ambiguity between them. Plus, it’s a pretty universal issue, which I like in a poem. It’s also one of the earliest pieces from this experiment.
Speaking of universal issues, this is a requisite for poetry. If you’re writing poems, at least 1 has to be about love, right?
7. “Tangled Web“
Spider-like, they sit and watch
This is a bit lighter and fluffier than most of the other poems I’ve chosen, but it makes my literal mind happy. And it’s always fun to see evidence of my struggle against constantly rhyming.
5. “Or Not“
A little more recent, this poem is another with an appealing ambiguity for universal issues. I wrote it in September, and I have a feeling I was facing some sort of decision at the time – but that’s a pretty safe guess (I was alive at the time, so…).
Although I’ve been choosing poems so far, “Teatime” is a little different. After months of promising to do a play or a bit of a play, this was the first to be posted. Even though it’s a better script for an online comic than an actual stage production, I enjoy it (although I have been told that my humor is a bit warped).
3. “The Fields“
I love the idea of this poem. It’s a bit twisted, and as a writer, there’s little quite as gleeful for me as hiding coarse, inelegant meaning in poetic language.
2. “The People Paradox“
The longer I live the truer this poem seems. I’m not really old enough to say that yet, but still…
1. “When IDEAS Attack“
Finally, the post that started it all. You may not know this, but the very first post on this blog was an article (a slightly NSFW article at that). It’s a wonderful feeling for me to read it again 6 months later and enjoy it as much as I did when I first posted it on Weebly. I hope you enjoy it, too.
Here’s to another 6 months!
Time is short, but we go on
With words and thoughts and feelings.
I’ll keep on writing (please, forgive the slant rhyme)
And thanks so much for reading!