Epiphany

Hello dear reader

I am a few days behind in my writing for OctPoWriMo. I have thought about not finishing, as I am having troubles finding my muse. But, continue I will. At my own pace. 
Please enjoy Day 5's poem, which prompted us to write something based on lessons learned. I think I have captured it quite well in an acrostic called Epiphany.

RK

Each day anew, I see the

Possibility that

I will experience

Pain.

Having the ability to deal with

A lot of negatives will

Never let me down.

Yesterday is in the past.

Poetry

Hello dear reader...today is Day 5 of OctPoWriMo. I had a really good start to my piece for Day 4, but really struggled with the ending. Finally today, I got it. So I will post Day 4's piece now, and hopefully by tonight I will have Day 5 written.

Our prompt on Day 4 was:
Where does poetry hide in your life? In your city? Are you moved by clouds and water? Stormy skies or sunshine and fluffy clouds? Maybe this prompt can be a poetic vacation, a way for you to give words to your dream location.

I hope you enjoy what I turned this into. 

RK

In the murky depths

of my algae riddled mind

lie words yet to written,

thoughts not yet born.

Behind eyes filled with sadness,

creativity is blurred

but not broken;

tears fall,

only to form

passionate patterns in verse.

Inspiration can be heard

in every raindrop;

listening to a whispering muse

takes effort and will.

A heart beats in time,

setting a tempo

with the rhythm of its needs;

its cadence keeps me aware

of my wakening need

to write.

My soul is laid out,

taking everything

which comes it's way

and turns it into

poetry.

untitled

Dear reader, my post for day 3 of OctPoWriMo is intentionally untitled. You see, we were prompted to write a Cherita. Here is some info on it:
- The golden rule about a cherita is that it tells a story.
- A cherita is a very loose form. They are a stanza based form rather than a syllable-based one. And it is tradition that they are rarely titled. The form is simple: 

1 line stanza
2 line stanza
3 line stanza

The subject of the prompt is 'A Taste of Metal'. There are so many ways to go with this: Heavy metal music, the metal of my dentist's tool, to the metal of jewelry. But once again, I put my own slant on it.

I rarely write anything that could be a lightning rod for criticism. My intention with this Cherita is to say something about us as humans. I truly believe in what I wrote, and I will stand by it to my last breath. I hope, dear reader, that you understand and appreciate what I write. Even if you don't agree.

RK

it seems to be human tendency

to have a desire to play
judge, jury and executioner

without paying heed to that very framework
in which our belief system is based;
it is foil in my teeth knowing that I too, am human.

What is the Question

Welcome to day 2 of OctPoWriMo, dear reader. Today's prompt is...well, I am not going to tell you. My wife calls today's poem 'cryptic', and that is high praise indeed. For I meant it to be. I will not carry on with a great introduction, but rather I will say "Enjoy the poem".

RK

A slinger of ink

a hoister of thought,

I bandy words about

provocatively.

My muse dabbles in form,

creativity freely flirts

with no shame

or rhyme.

With a preference to love,

I cannot abide

animosity through what I scribble.

Let me enchant you

in verse,

allow my contemplations

to beguile you.

Erratic though it may seem,

there is always a purpose,

a thread that ties

it all together.

Ponder

what I have presented,

think

on this declaration of purpose.

If my words are enough,

then I need not state

the question which has

been answered.

How Did I Get Here

Dear reader, I am back. I don't know how long I am back for, how long this will last. Those of you who have followed me over the years know that I am passionate about poetry. That passion has been very diminished for over a year...my words dried up. But once again, I am given the opportunity to write, following a theme that many other poets will be following. Yes, OctPoWriMo 2017 is upon us. How long will this last? I don't know. Will I accomplish 31 poems in 31 days. I don't know. But on day one, I wrote a poem. And to me, that is a good start.

Our prompt question today is "How did you get here?". There are many ways a poet could go with this. It is a wonderful prompt. I hope you enjoy my first poem in quite some time, and I hope you enjoy my take on the prompt.

RK

How did I get here?

What has my journey

been like?

I promise you this,

a road full of twists

lies behind me,

mountains and valleys

have seen me pass.

Where I have been

defines me,

where I am going

mystifies me.

How did I get here?

I am not sure it matters.

Dwelling on the past

is not always

the right fork in the road.

But I promise you this:

how I got here

will strengthen me

for where I am going.