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Day 18 | Pairs

We are an
iconic duo
like:

Peanut Butter &
Jelly.

Salt &
Pepper.

Life with you
makes sense
like:

Night &
Day.

Left &
Right.

You can’t have one
without the other
like:

Hot &
Cold.

Life &
Death.

Here we are
hand in hand
an iconic
pair.

Ready to
take life
together.

‘Til next time

-WN

day 04 — writing


Believe in yourself. As a writer enthusiast, I often deem my own work as flawed. While others, I am captivated by the imagery and the emotions they evoked to the reader. Its a challenge to consider myself as a writer and/or poet because there are so many greats out there.

I do have to remember they all started in the same places I was. Well except for older civilizations where they chiseled on stones or Shakespeare who wrote with a quill (although that sounds really cool now that I think of it. I’m sure he had a lot of ink stains though).

Given our global health right now, I’d say its more important to write more than ever because who knows what your writing will do for someone else. I also think of The Diary of Anne Frank, that book is iconic and it was just a young girl writing about her time during the Nazi occupation in WWII. Without those writings we wouldn’t have a good look into what that time frame looked like.

So folks keep writing, the good, the bad and the ugly truth about our days. Below is a poem I’ve played around with, not sure how I feel about it.

Pleasing the crowds is impractical with
Ambiguous reporting daily.
Novel Cornavirus can be —
DEADLY.
Emphasis on hand washing,
Minimize group settings to
Improve your chances of not getting
COVID-19

‘Til next time.

-WN

3 minutes

Inside they go,
one at a time
locked in.

Ding, Ding —
shouting starts,
high fives given.

Swift dancing,
right to left
back again.

One hit,
two kicks,
down one goes.

Crowd goes wild,
and the winner is…

I watched 16 MMA fight’s this past weekend. Each fight had 3- 3 minute rounds. If the fights lasted all 3 rounds, the judges scores would determine the winner. If someone tapped out at any point in the 3 rounds they forfeited. Now, I’m not an advocate for fighting nor do I see the function of fighting; however, this was an opportunity for me to gain an insight to the fighting culture. People were shouting/rooting for the fighters which reminded me of what the Gladiators faced (or so I think). I guess people fight to try and prove who is tougher and to put all that training to the test. Overall, it was another experience trying to understand something else that people enjoy doing.

Have you ever seen an MMA fight? If so, what are your thoughts? I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Woe

Ordinarily I’d be okay
today I’ve walloped the floor.
Recollecting each piece
one by one.
Alienated from my ghost
display just an empty shell.
Navigating endless words,
anguished with the would have’s.
Graciously reenacting neglected
years.
Engraving my woe for a brighter tomorrow.

Intoxicated

There you were
taunting me
with your
        glass bottle.

Your sharp taste
slices my throat.
Forcing me to dance
like a sad jester.
Between each gasp,
I i n h a l e your courage
leaving me numb.
Intoxicated with 
each touch,
I've gone too far.
A downward spiral
anchoring me to
the ocean floor.
Here I search
to be heard,
                        Are you listening?

Milestones

Conception
– Let’s skip this part.

Birth
– Tiny vulnerable infant not aware of the big, big world.

Childhood
– Laughter, games and cheer with hits of sorrow that stain my mind.

Teenage Rebellion
– Hard work, broken hearts alongside musical notes and well kept secrets.

College Years
– Strong willed, eager, independent responsible adult-ish with not one but two degrees, what mighty times they were.

Young Adulthood
– Uneasy, anxious and lost in a forest of uncertain watching others settle into their nest.

The rest is still being written….

I don’t know what will come after this young adulthood season. What I do know is that wherever I am, I will always be better than I was yesterday. Each day gives us an opportunity to fine tune ourselves to finally be the best of the best. As a wise man once said

Be the best you can be, until you can be better.

A wiseman