NaPoWriMo Day 21 - The Creek

The Creek

Shallow water gently cascades over stones,
soft trickling permeates the still air,
barely deep enough to know that water
runs, but it flows all the same, never knowing
where the current may go.

NaPoWriMo Day 20 - Introspection

Introspection

Walking along the trail, only sound
babbling of a tiny creek beside me,
wondering where I am headed.
Selfish desires, knowing how unlikely,
disappointment and guilt abound.
Why can't I be selfish? Why not wish,
even when all logic says hope is lost?
Why feel guilty for wanting something,
even if nobody else wants it, even if
getting what I want could be a disaster?
We want the things we want, selfish,
selfless, it makes no difference.
So long as I don't manipulate my way,
what's the harm?

NaPoWriMo Day 19 - Motives

Motives

I say I want  for you to decide,
choose what will make you happy,
never allow others to sway you
but deep down I know, understand,
selfishness abounds in my mind.
I want you to be happy, what's best,
I want what's best to be what I want,
though I know that's not how it works.
I could say my way would be more fun,
less stress, I wouldn't be lying, sounding
noble, though my intent neither selfless
nor selfish, at least not entirely, lying
somewhere in between, going nowhere.

NaPoWriMo Day 18 - Digital Divide

Digital Divide

Thousands of miles, time and distance
separate us, but online, we can appear
right next to each other, in an instant.
Talk, and laugh, enjoy our time together
as if we weren't five states apart.
Closer would be better, I know,
but across the digital divide, we almost,
almost, could be living together.

NaPoWriMo Day 17 - Pillowtop Reflections

Pillowtop Reflections

Laying down to sleep, mind too active,
wondering, pondering, thinking over
things that may or may not come to be.
Why do I worry so? Why does my mind
travel through dark paths of uncertainty.
Darkness reflects my mind's bleak visage,
projecting fears against the still night air,
each worry a star in the planetarium of my soul,
dazzling, fighting so hard against the darkness.
I fall asleep, but I get no rest.

NaPoWriMo Day 16 - The Rain

The Rain

Cleansing yet destructive,
raw power raging from the heavens
washing away filth and beauty alike
leaving behind death and new life,
refreshment, drowning,
pools for playing,
cars carried away,
fires extinguished,
lightning starts anew.

NaPoWriMo Day 15 - Questions

Questions

There are mysteries around the world,
questions we want the answers to,
questions that should not be answered,
questions that ought not be asked.
The world needs a little mystery,
needs to have questions and answers,
but not every question should be asked,
not every question needs an answer.
The greatest mystery of all,
knowing when to ask,
when to stay silent.