NaPoWriMo 2017: Day 4: Catastrophe

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All the stars wink out

In a dying universe

Chatoyant demise

~Blooming Psycho~

 

NaPoWriMo 2017: Day 3: B is for Broken

Photoshop manipulation by The Real Cie

You were brilliant

Your mind was the key to everything

You had no higher education

But you schooled anybody

Who tried to put you down

Your amazing mind

Was broken by something

That can't be seen by human eyes

But I believe that you

And others whose minds are broken

Will remember

Perhaps you are already flying free

Far from a mind that no longer works

 If so, maybe you can hear me say

"Thank you for your gift to the world."

You may have been small

But you were better and stronger than you knew

With respect,

Thalia

NaPoWriMo 2017: Day 2: Princess Trap

To trap a princess

And make her want to stay

Take a bath

So you smell pretty

A rank suitor

Will only drive away the lady fair

You don't want to scare

Your princess away with your smell

To trap a princess

Let yourself be the damsel in distress

So she can help you out of your mess

Then thank her kindly

With a cup of coffee

And some homemade cake

Or one bought from the baker

If you cannot bake 

If you wish to trap a princess

You can't be busy all the time

Always running to and from work

And on errand after errand

If there are never enough hours in the day

Your princess will stay away

She doesn't even know that you exist

Because you're never there

If you wish to trap a princess

You must go where the princesses are

Take it from a lady who knows

You won't find her in a bar

(Well, probably)

Perhaps you enjoy art or reading

Or theater, or learning to bake cakes

To trap princesses with

"You have to get out there, Auntie Thalia"

"You have to say hello and don't be shy"

"And if the first one doesn't like you"

"She wasn't the right princess for you"

"Give it another try."

"Because you're the most awesome Auntie"

"I know there's someone special out there"

"Who will love you just as much as I do--only romantic."

My niece is a very smart girl

And maybe if I follow her recipe

I'll have my princess come to me

Before this body of mine

Is too old to ride into the sunset

With the lady of my dreams

~Thalia~

 With many thanks to my niece Kia, who is 13 going on 35

 

NaPoWriMo 2017: Day 1: A is for Angel

Did angels

Fall to Earth

Long ago?

Left behind

Did their minds

Forget their divinity

Are there souls

Who try to remember

Lifetime after lifetime

What we once were

Is this why we suffer

Why we feel too much

And sometimes

Let others use

And abuse us

Will we one day remember

And spread our wings again

Or are we

Forever

Lost?

~Thalia~

After the Fall

Buffalo Center Terminal

Image source

On a deadly breeze

Blow the dreams of yesterday

Tomorrow is lost

~Lily~

 

Notes:

I was looking for inspiration to start a new story. I found these two prompts, and I think I may have my beginning. I guess America is great again--great for inspiring post-Apocalyptic fiction, that is. We are living in the horrible dystopian future.

The Great State

The following poem inspired by the article linked below, which is also the source of this image

http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2017/03/16/how-trumpcare-will-crush-millennials-and-their-boomer-parents.html?via=desktop&source=facebook

On a splendid day

In the nation that was great again

The homeless and jobless milled about hopelessly

As the sun shone sickly through the pollution

The ill and infirm 

Curled up in a cozy alley to die

While skinny stray dogs and cats

Chewed on the remains

Of those whose struggling families

Could not afford to bury them

~Cie~

De Agony of De Feet

The work I do isn't in vain

But I still need to complain

My feet are always in pain

The constant aching is really a drain

On body and sole and brain

~Cie~

(Suffering from plantar fascitis)

Prompt Used:

https://patriciasplace.me/2017/02/12/hard-work/