4/30 - Lune

4/30

From NaPoWriMo.net - "Today’s optional prompt is to write a lune. A lune is a sort of English-language variation on the haiku, meant to better render the tone of the Japanese haiku than the standard 5-7-5 format we all learned (and maybe loved) in elementary school. There are a couple of variants on the lune form, but just to keep things simple, let’s try the version developed by Jack Collum. His version of the lune involves a three-line stanza. The first line has three words. The second line has five, and the third line has three. You can write a poem that consists of just one stanza, or link many lune-stanzas together into a unified poem. Happy writing!"

Many black folk
think, we're not worthy of
Greatness, yet are.

Love's splendor is
often languished by one's wanting
Something other than.

©2014 Sharbi3

2/30 Cycle 360° Love/Hate

2/30

Cycle 360° Love/Hate

Don't you muthafuggin' TOUCH me!

Do NOT even raise your your hand
  to caress my swollen face
  in your weak attempt to console me.

Even as tears fall in streams
  Making puddles at my feet.

Swear you'll leave me
   to bandage my wounds.

Heal my broken heart.

I can stop the bleeding on my own, just apply pressure you say.

The strength of your blows was more than I could stand.

The vitriol of your words cut deeper than any physical abrasion.

I know you hate me.

Don't you muthafuggin' TOUCH me!

Do NOT even move a leg to escape me.

This whirlwind of sensation
  I want to bask in it.

Never forgetting this moment.

We were always meant.

You touched my soul with that last stroke.

Made me feel like I was floating in transcendence.

My heart exploded with pure elation
   when we peaked together.

The passion in your voice as you said my name
  took me higher.

Deepening the chasm of our bond.

I know you love me.

©2014 Sharbi3

NaPoWriMo 2014

3/30 Untitled

My daughter, a teenager now, said she didn't want me to ask about her. She said I was being a helicopter mom. I didn't realize that my caring and desire to be a concerned parent was such a bad thing. I always wanted to give my youth their own space to grow but still be there to nurture, guide and support them. So I didn't really know how to take what my daughter said. She is the youngest of my three. They grow up so fast.

I wrote my 3/30 with this on my mind. It's untitled. I hope it makes sense. There's no guide on how to parent. It's more than watering seeds. I'm not a perfect parent, no parent is. Most just want better for there children, that's my true desire.

3/30

Just as water seeps into the ground
Sun warming earth
Creating an environment so profound
A seedling touched
new life proceeds

Watching my belly grow
Never did I foresee
parenting in me
I remembered how it was
For me
Growing up
I wanted something different
Not be the same as my parents
Where would I start?

Feeling your movement
My blood pulsing through your veins
Filling my soul with joy as I realized
That God had chosen me
Paired me with a new soul

All I thought was what would I do?
How could I ever prepare myself for this kind of new.
Then I saw your face and when you opened your eyes
It was mine that you met for the first time.
To conceive is a natural progression
Just like learning, growing and rising to meet the sun.

My star was born
Sprung from my universe
I didn't know and often wondered how far my light would shine
But as I watched you grow
All the unknowns were not filled with fear
An innate feeling, just like a flower that grows not knowing if it will bloom
I felt it, I knew it
Because all I see
is me in you.

1/30 Mira Lo Que Hace

1/30  -  Mira Lo Que Hace

If I see something I want
... I hesitate.
I ask myself
... Do I need it?
(It sure looks good)
... Is it tangible?
(Can I put my hands on it?)
... Is it the right fit?
(Maybe it's too big or too small or one size fits all.)
I start thinking about
... All of the possibilities.
Not even worrying about the realities.
Am I ready?
Do I really want to go in that direction?
What if the reaction is not what I expected?
Am I too caught up in my own expectations?
What if my hesitation
... Is my defense mechanism?
My way if avoiding
... Rejection
... Disappointment
... Irrational thought in the spur of the moment

So
I just browse
Dream
Wishing
(That what I wanted, wanted me too)
Don't you dare leap, before you look
If I didn't
I just might jump.

© 2014 Sharbi3

1.5/30 Point of View

1.5/30 Point of View

brilliant sun
sets over western horizon
Eerily night prepares
to cover us
in its blanket of darkness
Darkness is tempered by moonlight
Starlight twinkles dim
With approaching rise
In eastern sky
brilliant sun radiants
darkness
Lighting
day

1/30 Acrostic

1/30 Acrostic

A - a willingness to
P - perform words spoken
R - remembering cadence
I - intonation
L - lyricism and length

I - I never got the hang of
S - speak singing

N - naturally the written word
A - appeased my sensibilities
T - trying to effectively exude what
I - inspired me to annotate on paper
O - obsessing over just the right
N - narrative, being able to
A - allegorize the ink scented words to
L - lively, linguistic lullaby's

P - performing hasn't been my forte
O - opining my moods for
E - everyone to see, as I spill my guts emotionally
T - trying to synthesize
R - reading, hearing, seeing and feeling and sometimes
Y - yelling to the sky a silent prayer

M - maybe one day I'll
O - open my mouth to speak my words
N - noting that in my voice
T - there lies my emotion
H - hiding instead behind these words, unspoken

To the Edge

I went to the edge
At the shoreline
Where the ebbing tide
Met the dry earth
Crouching down
Then leaning forward
I peered over the edge
Careful not to get wet
I teetered on the edge
With just enough lean
I saw it
My reflection
Water mirroring me
My face
On the edge
There I slightly glanced
toward the horizon
I was peering at the edge
Seemingly endless the expanse of water
I could see forever
Then I looked back
And caught my eyes looking at me
In them
I saw forever at the edge
Straightening just enough
To not fall backward
I placed my elbows on my knees
And balanced
There on the edge
I raised my head and balanced
My eyes on the horizon
Like the bubble does on a leveler
Leveling my balance
I didn't waiver
I didn't teeter
Neither forward
So as not to get wet
Nor backward
So as not to fall
I was there on the edge
Of the horizon
The edge of the water
The place where the earth met
The edge of forever
And there
I was balanced

©2013 Sharbi3