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10 Poems in 20 Minutes (Day Sixteen)

Sixteen consecutive days of poetry writing. I’m starting to feel old.

10 Poems in 20 Minutes
Day 16

Poem 1:
He holds fewer insecurities than the rest of us
But he doesn’t get things done
He should hate himself and be productive

Poem 2:
Sympathetic magic dictates
My mother always feels sick if anyone else
Might be coming down
It also tells me
She’s never sure of herself

Poem 3:
One summer spent next to cornfields and rivers, pesticide yawns
He told me if I didn’t know what I wanted then he, welp
Couldn’t help
I sat staring at a pitted wall
Hoping I’d figure out what is was that I said that I wanted.
However many years later,
I understand I wanted someone who smiled when they saw me.

Poem 4:
We ate at some chain
With mushroom twirling ceiling fans
I sat cuffed to my brother
Mom ringed to quick temper man
He linked to his sons in debt away
Us all we smiled up at corporate designated colors and placed our orders
Workin on looking at our bonds

Poem 5:
Foul and helpless world inside
Then I saw this little blond baby wave at me
I smiled, waved, and took that smile with me for a while

Poem 6:
She asked how the pictures went
I said fine
And she kept talking
Because fine wasn’t the right word

Poem 7:
Shoes with ribbons on their feet
How nice for the legs
All snug with toes and lace and finery
I’m sure you work real hard in those heels

Poem 8:
Fire one at me boy and we’ll sing about summer and rain
Love and destiny and songs about booty and beats
Or just grab me a red cup
Look over here
Seem like you wouldn’t mind
Act like you could be kind
Say a word to me

Poem 9:
She kept asking where is she?
I said I was right here.
She asked again
So I stood up looked in her eye
Marched, grimaced, embarrassed, so she knew where I was
The one thing her mind could keep track of that night
Where I wasn’t

Poem 10:
Tan thin lockers from last year seemed so small
After I got me a bigger piece of metal
With a bigger piece of brain
And a latch for more books
I couldn’t stand the sight of those smaller cages
After I found my new one

10 Poems in 20 Minutes (Day Fifteen)

This. I have written ten poems in twenty minutes for fifteen straight days. Seems impossible.

10 Poems in 20 Minutes
Day 15

Poem 1:
First time I decided not to share
I think I held back because no one noticed
Somehow they didn’t get to know because they didn’t see

Asphalt as the playground outside the box white pre-school, kindergarten, grade school
I wanted to run as fast as
So I did
I fell and skidded
I don’t remember the blood just the that the square and taped gauzy and white
It took weeks before I realized there were three big strikes on my knees not a red square
Mom never asked, still scarred
They didn’t get to hear what happened

Poem 2:
I saw her chase a fence squirrel
I didn’t think she had it in her
Maybe it is just dog arthritis
I’ll find her not breathing later
Stupid dog making me care

Poem 3:
Slammed the drawer so hard the whole front broke off
It just cracked I guess
Power to shut
No power to hold
Just like me then

Poem 4:
After I gained some weight
It’s easier to catch food when it falls on you
That’s nice

Poem 5:
I kept vigil while she drove just to check
Then I nightmared she didn’t see that car again
Turned to the other side
Folded pillow under my knee
Calling up all my tricks to see just the

Poem 6:
My one friend I sit with in a bar
She’s so different from me I take solace
She’ll ask exactly what you mean when you say that
Then keep asking till she’s figured it out and how it relates to her
My greyness, ambiguity and rhyme seek this plainness
Open to nothing but lines

Poem 7:
The zip code numbers made us friends
A cruel girl
Who straightened her straight hair
And talked Colbie Caillat
She talked out of your code
To tell those girls all you did
How you practiced making sexy faces in the bathroom mirrors

Poem 8:
He asked me to sew on the patch
Square and colored to show a new belt for kicking well and high
Broke the needle into my finger
He said you can finish later
There’s no hurry

Poem 9:
She sits and chats with her people she knows
You’re in that odd circle of standing people
But you don’t speak
They don’t talk to you
So you pull on her arm as hard as you can in your mind
Like she doesn’t even remember she’s obliged to you
They keep talking new colors for the concrete

Poem 10:
Pure red river honey
On the bottle
This bottle
My bottle
Rumbly tumbly mason jar
If I stuck my hand in that jar I could leave hand prints

10 Poems in 20 Minutes (Day Thirteen)

I’ve written ten poems in twenty minutes thirteen days in a row. I’m so glad I have a life.

10 Poems in 20 Minutes
Day 13

Poem 1:
I would have loved you if you’d have let me
If you would have looked at me
I would have I know it
And it would have been all yours

Poem 2:
There’s this part of me
that knows
as soon as I’m settled somewhere
for life
That I’ll leave in the night in the quiet
Never to return without a return address
And that will be fine

Poem 3:
She shakes now – that dying dog
She ran for so long
Circles around the yard.
Birds circling now above her head
She’s got nothing left to chase

Poem 4:
I did something today like I told myself I would
And it hasn’t gotten me very far
I still feel I should have done it earlier
Now I don’t want tomorrow to rise
Because I don’t want to have something to do

Poem 5:
She screamed yesterday in her quiet way not noticing it was she that was angry
Well I don’t like silence she said and no one else is talking why don’t you talk
She said
Why aren’t you guys saying anything
You make no effort to talk
She started a fight
And I thought for only the third time that day
I have to leave this place

Poem 6:
We can’t possibly all be stuck
Someone somewhere has to be able to move
Without attachments or responsibilities
Don’t you tell me this is as free as I’ll ever be
I can barely extended my fingers

Poem 7:
I try not to touch
Everything here belongs to someone else
I can’t move it
Scolding follows an out of place
What are you doing
Moving that
Living here
With your habits and your likeness and your preferences

Poem 8:
That back door to the garage opened early
Bodes ill
He’ll come say hi
And see what I’m doing
I see this ending well
Let me see what you’ve written about me
I’ll peruse through all your meanderings

Poem 9:
Trees in the pacific northwest
Not like here
I can turn in a circle and see the end of the land
Know what’s coming
Hear what I know.
It’s all right
Monsters sneak up behind except these creatures you can’t see coming

Poem 10:
New girl in the pods at middle school
She twitched and had long bristle straightened hair and long clicky nails
She looked for someone to share fear
And found none in me
I could have taken her in
And friends for life for rescuing for saving for showing friendship
Instead I sneered hoping one of my wanted circles would see and take me after new blood
But no
I smiled without depth and introduced while turning my head
Regret, Catelin, I’m sorry

10 Poems in 20 Minutes (Day Six)

Six days in a row. That takes two hands to count.

10 Poems in 20 Minutes

Poem 1:
I’m afraid that once I think the thought
All the way through
It will go away
And I won’t think it anymore

Poem 2:
She’s lying right outside my door
Her life drips out
And I’ve done nothing with mine

Poem 3:
I have this daisy on my desk
I plucked it from the bunch on the table
Someone sent us in a box with numbers and flowers and cards
Damp cardboard and plastic wet wrappings
All alone lasted longer
Stem brothers all faded
Mine still petals
Singled out makes it better
Solidarity in death in water

Poem 4:
I missed the person I was supposed to pick up
I texted and called
They walked right by the pale sky colored car
Now what am I doing
I’m sitting in a car waiting for no one

Poem 5:
I found what I needed to make it to tomorrow
That’s all I’ll ever have

Poem 6:
I emulate calm
I am calm
I tell myself to calm down
And stay calm
Fury will not help
Get this fury away from me, what am I to do with it. I don’t know what to do with it.
It’s flitting all over the place.
I press the gas down harder.
Fury comes out of my engine and makes us move faster down this little twisty road
Worse, though, I don’t know which way to hold my head.

Poem 7:
Marry me Mary Sue, tell me you’ll love me always, tell me to be with me forever
I’ll not marry you if you ask this Mary Sue, I’ll not love till tomorrow, I’ll stay mine forever now
Please won’t you see me Mary Sue, just look my way this once, and I’ll love you till forever
I won’t look your way, if you ask this Mary Sue, I’ll not see you till tomorrow, I don’t care

Poem 8:
I got an angry text message
What do I do with an angry text message?
There’s no voice attached
No smiles
No lines in the face
So it sits there
I’m not even sure he’s angry
It just looks angry
The whole thing seems
Resigned and mad
Each word means something different now that I’m looking again

Poem 9:
A box of someone else’s treasure pieces
Doesn’t hold much for me
But that won’t stop me from throwing it away
So it can be the racoon’s happy place now

Poem 10:
She said she talks to entertain
But she’s met with silence on our passive days
How do the boring interpret silence?
It’s not going anywhere
Do they wait for that one acknowledged eye?
Single out the glasses for the victims of the following quiz?
Or are they talking to ease their own
No to use
We are the heartbeats they need to feel important
They tell the stories to themselves
And make sure you listen to feel better

So here I am, stuck, listening, to the pitter and the rain
And the ongoing drama of an untouched life.
A life that doesn’t need to me
Just needs my heatbeat and certainty