Day 59: 11 word poem

Write an 11 word poem describing your greatest fear.

"For my greatest fear is leaving earth without achieving something great."

Day 58: Wings

How long will it take me
to forget the feeling of
my hands running through your hair?
Dark brown waves drifted
down your back like a curtain,
elegant curls framed your
face like a halo on an
angel,
but you did not have wings.
Even though your skin
was like a porcelain china doll,
your curves as grand as
the waves on the open sea,
I mustn't forget
you did not have wings. 

Day 57: Autumn

Crunching leaves beneath
my feet and the smell of crisp
air filling my lungs.

Day 56: Haiku

"It does not take one
person to change the world; it
takes just one great thought."

Day 55: Barracuda

For you took my heart
and swam away with it like
a barracuda. 

Day 54: Mermaid

Waves crashing against
bare legs--I can almost taste
the salt on my lips.

Day 53: Haiku

Even if you fail,
prove to me that you can stand
up and try again.

Day 50: Silver Dreams

Leave me here to dream of you,
think of you when I glimpse a silver lining in the clouds,
drown in my own regret.
I cannot count the number of times
I have told you to go,
to soar like a dragonfly
floating upon crisp air,
but now that you're gone

I have never wanted you more.

Day 49: Haiku

True love is the Sun
bringing light to the Earth and
never burning out.

Day 48: Danger

"I thought I knew everything about pain
until my heart caught fire
by being too close to your flames."

Day 47: I'm Over You

You said those three words
this morning--too bad you are
just a little late.

Day 46: Haiku

Yesterday you thought
you can't make it to today--
look where you are now.

Day 45: So Close

One arm in front of the other
I drag my body through the hallway
wincing in pain.
There are no ceiling lights--
the only light I have to use
is what's shining from the door
through which I've just escaped.
It is dim, but it's enough.
Each muscle in my arm works hard
to pull myself farther and farther
until I can just see the doorway
that is the object of my escape
and I am almost there.
The specks of gold on the knob glimmer
like it's the entrance way to heaven
begging me to come closer. 
Just one more pull 
And suddenly I am there,
reaching out to grab it with
my pale, fragile hands and pulling.
I hear footsteps behind me
and just like that I am back where I started.
At least I almost got a taste of freedom. 

Day 44: Happy

After the door shuts and the footsteps die
you will be gone forever from my sight.
No tears are worthy of you
and so dry-eyed I happily watch your depart,
a smile faintly visible upon my face
for the first time.

Day 43: Something Better

You used to tell me,
'When I am with you, I am home.'
But even a hermit crab
abandons its home 
to find something better and new.

Day 42: Haiku

I'm trying to look
for a shape in the clouds but
all I see is you.

Day 41: Advice For My Freshman Self

It's not the end of the world.
Close your eyes.
Take a deep breath.
Your life is not over because of one grade

or one late assignment
or one bad semester.
Take study breaks.
Remember a failing grade
doesn't mean you're a failure. 
Remember that regardless of the work you put in,
you may not always succeed.
Take a deep breath.
Try again.

Day 40: Pen and Paper

I love using a pen and paper to write.
As much as I enjoy the sound of clicking keys,
a pen in between my fingers and a crisp sheet of paper is all I need.
I love having so many ideas at once
that the words feel like they're just stored in my pen
waiting to be spilled out.
I love seeing imprints of each letter on the back of a page
knowing that I poured my heart into that piece.
I love inscribing a piece of me into
each word and letting it be free
with every soft curve of the letters
I've become so familiar with.  

Day 39: Riddle

You are not my better half
nor do I need improved. 
You do not complete me
nor do I need completed.
You are not a necessity
nor do I need you to be successful.
But you are love.
When you look into my eyes
it's like your mind is indulging
in every memory we've shared.
When you hold my hand
it's like you're engraving
every detail of my skin into yours.
You are love. 

Day 38: Free

At once he rose and
reclaimed his life--he will be
controlled no longer.

However, he knows
independence does not come
free to anyone.

And so he spent his
tired days imagining
his life without her.

Day 37: Beautiful

Your harsh tones keep me awake
at night even when the
other side of the bed is empty.
Maya Angelou says anger
burns it all clean
and so I am clean and new
after I receive your words--
I will take the blame for you
because you whisper that
I am beautiful
even when the salt from my tears
is branding my skin.
And I will keep believing you
until there are no words left,
until there is no more
wrong that I can do,
until Mother Nature runs her course
and you can no longer tell me I am
beautiful.  

Day 36: Living

The average man lives
to dominate others but
soon forgets himself. 


-a haiku

Day 35: 4 Seasons

leaves crunching beneath your feet in autumn
our love grows like each flower that blossoms
cold lips and frost on your lashes in winter
holding my hand so my fingers won't blister

sweet smelling flowers mixed with rainwater in spring
you left me even though I treated you like a king
a mixture of sunscreen and salt on your skin in the summer,

I memorialize these details while you're with your new lover.

Day 34: Haiku

She remained so calm
even as her entire world
started crashing down.

Day 33: Purpose Haiku

Now my greatest fear
is that one day I will be
obliterated,

abandoned on earth.
Doing my best all my life,
yet I am forgot. 

Day 32: Ten Word Story

Ten word stories are very simple but are intended to be very powerful. They are meant to make the reader think without giving away too much detail. They are very good exercises for writers that don't take too long and get you to think about what words are important and which are not. This is a useful tool for writing poems as well as short stories, novels, etc. Try your own!

My ten word story:


Tell me, am I ever going to get over you?

Day 31: Cliches

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder
but you've been away for seven months
and my heart shrinks more and more every day.
They say actions speak louder than words
but there has never been anything
more powerful than when you said "I love you."
They say to always look on the bright side
but how can I when the sun hasn't come up
since you left?
They say no man is an island
but I've never felt more isolated
and alone.
They say out of sight, out of mind
but I'm still waiting
for you to leave my head.
They say what doesn't kill you
makes you stronger

but I've never felt so weak.