I don't want to write today

Forgo all previous thoughts

Everything is wrong

All around us has changed

Real life has gone

All my friends have gone away

They are all out

having fun

I am

alone

The only

One.

I could make the best of it

Try new things

See what fits

The truth of it is I feel

low

Being here. No place to go.

There was a time I got invited to join in

Nervous me, glad to begin

A journey of inclusion

Accompanied by anxiety

And maybe that’s what put them off me

They didn’t know

That everytime

I was asked

I got braver, sparkled, danced

Then anxiety hit again

Pushed me back into my pen

Like a caged bird, not allowed to sing

Confined to listen to everyone else’s din

My head hurt

My brain exploded

All the happiness eroded

The invites all dried up

Eventually I tried again

Clean page, fresh ink, the dots intact

Suggesting this, pursuing that

Until I heard, “you’re not where it’s at”.

Forgiven

So, today I've been experimenting with echo verse.

Still very much thinking about family history and how our ancestors' past shapes our future.

i not forgotten

ii how we remember

iii those who passed before

iv who gave up their tomorrows

v so we could have today

vi how do we commemorate

vii how they bravely soldiered on

viii inhabit

One Way or Another

Start with three random words, lifted from the dictionary.

Choose three pages at random, get someone to call out three random numbers and choose the first or last word on that page... however you do it, start a story!

HOUSE BAKER TASTING

An accomplished baker, she tried to be

Her cakes always tasting, dreadfully.

The gingerbread house stood complete

Weeks of assembly, now ready to eat!