24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I would rather eat glass than write about myself. Bios will forever be my downfall. I *was* a poet once upon a time. Signed up for the marathon to prove to myself that I still got it. Baby steps to being myself again.
There are many ways I could describe you.
Poison.
A rollercoaster.
A hurricane.
A reason to change my last name.
See, I’ve always had an affinity
For broken people and broken things
And you are just the type of guy
That makes my heart sing.
Secretly hope my posts are flooded by everyone else’s. I am participating but my head is just not in the game.
Melting
I never craved chocolate until
I witnessed the horizon meet
Those perfect brown eyes.
“And with these words
I will create an immortal spine.”
I abandoned all hope for the prompts. I am just not in it today. Guess I will stick to my #instapoetry style and start cranking them out.
“Bongs”
Pack me tight into a bowl
And light my soul ablaze
Inhale, exhale, smoke me up
Don’t forget the way I taste.
Something silly for hour 1. I showed up to this party 5 hours late. It was too early for anything serious and when I first read the prompt, marijuana was the first thing that came to mind. Love it, hate it. Enjoy.
I’m just here to write the words.
I’m Courtney. 25-year-old writer of sorts. I’ve been writing for the last 10 or so years and just recently made it into my full-time thing.
I’ll be participating in the full marathon. Though I have never participated before, I completed NaNoWriMo the first time I entered. So I am pretty confident that I am up for this challenge.
Any who. Hello, fellow poets. I look forward to our time together!
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