‘Bury the Bitterness’ (2015 April PAD Challenge) #aprpad

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Last year’s prompt for Day 30: Take the phrase “Bury the (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.

Bury the Bitterness

Your tongue won’t thank you
For that terrible taste, you know.
Stop chewing on what you can’t change,
You need to swallow all that spite now.
Your stomach may swell from the scorn
But your mouth will finally know mercy.

If you insist on feeding it still,
Its weeds winding tight inside,
The bitterness will become you.
So for your own sanity’s sake,
Cut yourself from this cruel circle
That threatens to consume you.

Your enemies will evaporate
In the flames of fortitude,
And peace will be restored
To your vexed and weary vessel,
Once you have banished bitterness,
And buried it in the before.

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2016 April PAD Challenge Day 30: ‘Dead End’ #aprpad

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Day 30’s prompt: Write a ‘dead end’ poem.

And so we reach the end of this year’s April PAD Challenge. This poem might seem like a bit of a bleak note to go out on, but there is a glimmer of hope towards the end 😉 Hope you’ve enjoyed reading my poems this month!

Dead End

Trapped in this rattling car
I slammed foot on pedal
Desperately trying, hoping
To drive on to dreams ahead,
A destination finally in sight,
Only for panic to pull me back.

So many signs passed by,
But I don’t know which to follow,
I could take the fast lane
At risk of rapid ruin
Or savour the scenic route
Only to get stuck in looming rut.

And so I drive on,
Allowing my auto-pilot
To navigate a never-ending
Highway of hesitations
And chances not taken
That has no clear end.

One day I’ll break free,
Slash this self-imposed seatbelt
And barrel out the doors,
Ready to run again
To the better days
Beyond this black tunnel.

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‘A Room Unknown’ (2015 April PAD Challenge) #aprpad

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Last year’s prompt for Day 29: Write a ‘What Nobody Knows’ poem

A Room Unknown

No one knows who
Has been disrobed
In this dingy room
And laid upon that
Careless creaky bed.

No one can know
All the unfaithful
That coldly break
The unspoken vow
In this neutral ground.

Nor do we know
Who lost innocence
In rushed lunchtimes
And cried silently
When it was all over.

We do not know
Who else has been
In this night’s bed
But we still stay
And after last sleep…

We leave just a little
Of ourselves behind.

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2016 April PAD Challenge Day 29: ‘An Author Lost in the Desert’ #aprpad

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Day 29’s prompt: Write a haphazard poem

An Author Lost in the Desert

Crumpled jottings
In spidery writing
Might have made sense
Once, in a fit
Of flowing words,
But now tap is turned
Off, with only drips
Left, with no hope
Of a thirsty writer’s basin
Being filled up again.

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‘The End of the Matter’ (2015 April PAD Challenge) #aprpad

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Last year’s prompt for Day 28: Write a ‘matter’ poem, or an ‘anti-matter’ poem

I opted for the former, though I perhaps didn’t completely follow the intention of this prompt (i.e. ‘matter’ in terms of what things are made of), but here it is anyway…

The End of the Matter

It really doesn’t matter
How much inane chatter
I have to bear from you,
My mind muddles through,
And shuts down the part
That takes critique to heart.

In fact it’s off most of the day
As, truthfully, you don’t pay
Enough money nor attention
For me to keep such pretension.
So as much as you huff and puff,
My mind is made of stronger stuff.

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2016 April PAD Challenge Day 28: ‘Important People’ #aprpad

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Day 28’s prompt: Write an ‘Important (blank)’ poem

Important People

The ones marked ‘important’
And sometimes even with
An entirely irrelevant ‘very’,
Have often been sole decider
Of taking that coveted title
Whether they are worthy or not.

It thoughtlessly inflates
All their worst habits and traits,
Deluding them into thinking
They are literally amazing
When in hard, damning fact,
They are still actually appalling.

Their shiny new badge
Might grant its shallow perks
And unlock the way to
The wildest, darkest parties
But it won’t make tiny men
Feel any bigger on the inside.

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‘Seeing Things Sideways’ (2015 April PAD Challenge) #aprpad

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Last year’s prompt for Day 27: Write a ‘looking back’ poem- as you can tell from the title, I played with this idea a bit 😉

Seeing Thing Sideways

I try to not tread too far back
Or fret about what’s forward,
What’s best for misty eyes
Is to see things on their side.

We look through time’s trail,
Forgotten faces frozen in time,
Long lost laughs now silent,
The scenes of simpler, sillier days.

Everything staring back is still there,
We may not see them all the time,
But just out of the corner of our eyes,
They live on in a parallel mind.

To see we must shift our sight,
Look to the left, regard the right,
To keep it all with us, just not
Allowing it to cloud what’s to come.

So many things shape us,
Soften us, sadden us,
They put us on this path,
So to throw them back is treason.

But nor must they burden us
On the wavering road ahead,
To keep them at our side instead,
Is the sentiment of a sane mind.

Like this poem? Read more in my first poetry collection, ‘The Awakening’, available NOW for download as an eBook on Amazon. Check it out here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B017BZBH6M