Tuesday, March 31, 2015

A Different Life

Dear reader

Today is the day before NaPoWriMo,  which stands for National Poetry Writing Month. The objective over the next 30 days is to write 1 poem per day. We have the choice of following prompts, as found at www.napowrimo.net or writing about whatever our hearts desire. I am hoping to accomplish this, but I make no promises. I did this also this past October, for OctPoWriMo,  and the process is exhausting. The reward, however, is priceless.

Today, as a warm up, we were given the prompt 'I guess it's too late to live on a farm' or some variation thereof. Please go to the website to get the full context of the prompt.  And so, in line with today's pre-prompt prompt, I give you this poem. Please enjoy.

Rod E. Kok
March 31, 2015

I have lived my life
surrounded by concrete,
bright lights,
speeding cars,
next door neighbors.

My own brand
of peace,
of solitude,
of quiet.

It was all an illusion,
for time has been filled
with constant

Now, as I get older
I long for something

I crave nature's wild sounds,
I desire impenetrable darkness
that holds my deepest secrets.

I fear that my thoughts are exposed,
what with all these streetlights
shining like dented halos
around my very existence.

Alas, it is not meant to be.
For as I draw near
to the end,
I suppose it is too late
to move towards
a different life.


  1. Ohhhh melancholy, gorgeous, and I LOVE the bit about the streetlights' dented halos! Wow :D

  2. There are some deeps truths there, Rod! I how you end on a positive note. Good work, man!! :-)