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The Last Poem Of The Year

The last poem of the year... it ought to be something special!
But when midnight came we doused the light.
The fireworks hit the night, fell back,
Against these darkened times they attacked.

I planned, today, to rhyme on a track,
I made an animation, I uploaded a song,
I threw together a game, all this amidst the bed breaks,
On the final day of the year - I woke up with a headache.

I wrote a blog for this newest start,
I uploaded ten works of art, I wrote,
Responded and read the news,
And almost too left reviews.

But I did not write a poem!
Not until the day was through, until all lights were out at two,
Until the year doth start anew. Two Thousand Fifteeen!!
A time I've only seen - in my dreams.


So, technically I missed the deadline, stayed awake past bed time, but that's OK, it's been a blast these past... 364 days, each a well-timed dose of prose you know. ;) Some days were easier than others, some poems were more fun to write, but I always wrote something and feel like I managed my goal, the thing this project is about, more than the poetry itself: to stay creative. That it generated some prose I'm impressively proud about is a bonus!

Check back on this category in a week or two on for a planned summary of the year, a list of favorite poems etc etc. For now, next year is starting, and with it Project 2015 - it's a rhyme book - a little archive of bits and pieces of unfinished lyricism and rhyme. Thank you 2014, and onto the New Year's Challenge!!

The New, Slightly Less Awesome Poem, Year

My thoughts are in my mind now,
Thoughts they all attack me,
Who are you trying to rhyme down?
Thoughts, stay in the backseat!

The winter's dry and cold now,
It lingers on a while,
I'm in a peaceful mood I put
My finger on a smile.

I make a song, take a beat,
Make it awesome, make it leet,
All these thoughts that they can't see,
Make me swivel, make me steam.

Someday I should make a stream,
Give the world an ear to ear,
All the views they fear to hear,
But it's New Year so clear the air!

And go out. Out of you're regret, like No Doubt.


Man... I wrote an awesome poem here, ran into some strange error upon posting. And it's gone! Not in drafts. Not in trash. Not in my memory either so I guess I'll write up a new one...

Easiest One Yet



Yeah I'm a bit short on time today. Just a minute to post... something...

My Life At Last

Life, is all there is
Is there a must, it don't exist
I catch the bus, the ones I missed
They passed me by, I'm filled with lust
I laugh and smile, relax a while
And take a bath, and try to patch,
My life at last.

The Season

I turned and I tossed,
Like burnt on the cross,
It's the season of giving,
Of taking, and loss,

The season of hate,
The season of pain,
The season of lies and deceit,
And of shame...

Christmas is here!
This bliss that we share!
These gifts that we give
Our most vicious of peers!

The season of snow!
Of cold and of homes,
Which people so proudly,
Close for unknowns.

It's the season of need,
The season of grief,
The season of glee
And the season of thievery,

Of treacherous dicievery and silver and glitter,
Of jests and jokes and jostle and jitter,
And just so you know I don't mean to be bitter,
The season I like, but do we need the religion?

This season it treason and sacrifice heeds,
But I find in our bliss we have all that we need, to be freed,
From the overlying torment and trouble, if just for the week.

One Fine Friday Morning

Such is life, Life is nice, Life is groovy, Life is quiet...

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