#NaPoWriMo Day 26: “Growing Aches” #amwritingpoetry


For NaPoWriMo Day 26, my own poem from a few weeks back.


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I am weakest (so you say),

That is when your strength defines me.

When I’m meekest and I ache and hurt,

When everyday problems snowball, regular sickness amplifies.

When I was used to doing whatever,

More than I’ve been in a long time ever.

Now, I fall into the pit,

Can’t reach out, the water swallows.

Double-hurt, such a good day then —

Did I overdo it?

I tried, to make a goal; to do just that.

It’s hot, hazy, beautiful outside,

But, the sunshine’s too bright,

Cars revving, pumping music; my ears pulse, some pain.

Am I an older person, in a 30-some body?

I try to be positive, today I cannot.

But I suppose, I must take time to heal,

That little flares, must be sealed to avoid a violent storm.

The process slow and agonizing, but I wait for tomorrow’s fun.

I wait, and I know not for what —

To be at that place where I can be independent,

Help more people and forget the ache — rocky roads tripping, ankle snapping,

Yesterday was as lost as today.

Now, I’m upset that I couldn’t do what I set out to do.

Oh, the plans of mice and men they say.

They’re rather meaningless in the scheme of things;

When health is mostly everything, because it connects to so much more;

And what was once given, is now, lost.

But, I will smile anyways;

I will push beyond these cracks and snarls in the dark.

I’ll find the suns jewels even if it’s an eternity spent aching to smile,

To return to a world of vivacious delight, despite.


©️Mandibelle16. (2019) All Rights Reserved.

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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner:  In Another’s Shoes


Thanks to Roger Shipp for hosting FFftPP——-

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Atticus, the character, by Harper Lee, 

A man of insightful wisdom for Scout, 

And for Jem; on the law, life, and what is right.

Shoes they tred many miles,

We’re never sure how far they go, 

So we should never judge a man (or woman), 

Until we’ve walked in his or her shoes, 

Until we know what it’s like being in their skin.

So says Atticus to his little daughter Scout.

So difficult to comprehend, 

Another man or women’s mind, 

To realize how their body feels,

The struggles they hide deep in there souls.

So no one perceives their weaknesses.

So no one perceives their deficiencies.

Shoes reveal all;

Our favourite pairs are worn in and irreplaceable.

Even the same kind, is never the same as the original pair.

As for Harper Lee, the great writer, 

She was only trying to say not to judge.

Let people be people black, white, or any skin colour.

She was was trying to end discrimination.

And tell us through the child of Scout, 

Through innocence and wonder, 

The simpleness of not hurting each other, 

Not molesting and raping women.

Or blaming innocent men for a crime, (based on their ethnicity).

Such wisdom Harper Lee shares, 

So I hope you understand, 

Walk in another man or women’s shoes, 

Before you judge and abuse.

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Based off: To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.