New Poems? Four, Maybe More.

I decided that I would not put out a new collection of poetry this year. If I’m being honest, I’ve not written many new poems since my last collection released. I miss it. The emotional release is cathartic, and the small burst of creativity give me the dopamine hit that itches my brain just right. Yet, I’m busy writing other stories that I absolutely love. So, I’ve decided to go back to my roots and use prompts to try and write a poem a day. The goal would be 365 new poems by the end of the year, posted her, but as I’m already behind, I’ll realistically maybe hit 250. If you’d like to play along, I’ll post the January prompts I found down below, and we’ll see how far we get together.

Day 1: Home (Don’t ask how this poem relates to the prompt because I don’t know, but this is where my brain went, ok! LOL)

Transparent abduction of my sanity
Runs ragged laps through the space
Between wakefulness and sleep
Though not just any sort of rest
Because the rescue of mental relief
Is lost in insomnia’s clutches
When ten becomes midnight times two
Maybe four, sometimes five times a week
Too weak to decide on a meal or
Course of action like heart racing left hand turns
Who wins?
Not me.
Ever.
Again.

Day 2: Gains

Only promised gains
For women in menopause
Is written on scales

Day 3: Dire Straits

Mask? Broken.
Energy? Depleted.
Will? Questionable.
Joy? Fleeting.
Tears? Plentiful.
Weight? Lifted.
Hormones? Raging.
Straits? Dire.

Day 4: Renewal

New Year, New Me
Great sound byte
Not so great
Practically
Yet
Virtually
Every day renews
My abandoned sanity
New Me. Who’s this?

Here is the graphic I found on social media. Follow along and see if I can complete them all!