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365 Days of Poetry: Day Three-Hundred and Fifty-Six

Less than ten days from completing this project, and I think I’ve settled on this blog’s purpose during 2014. We’ll be doing world-building, a day at a time. I’ll go over what I already have and then start making things up from there.

The end of this year of poems will be attempts to write some set in this world, yesterday’s was a start to that. And as all worlds need a living,  breathing culture behind them, the poems won’t stop in the upcoming year. I’ll probably write another 365, though may not post all of them.

Now, for Day Three-Hundred and Fifty-Six.

shut away for.
many days.
there is no light.
and sound without.
connections causes.
the first stages of madness.

body stagnant, unable to move.
must remember the catch.
an easy way out.
flexing of fingers and legs.
try to hold on to the semblance of self.
the connection of body to mind.
it is tenuous.

as are all plans of desperation.
story must be told, there are.
so many who depend on this.
so many to die before the tide.
brings this chosen prison.
to shore between the towers.
must remember the catch.
must remember the catch.

365 Days of Poetry: Day Three-Hundred and Fifty-Five

homeland filled.
with broken bodies.
and burnt children.
the air inside my box was sweeter.
while stealing across the sea.

coastline is the border crossed.
no rippling fjords of the North-
those were childish things,
barely formed when I saw them.
the first time I left.

a place, for want of finishing.
all failure seared to memory.
not mine, abandoned, now no one’s get.
free to find another life if not.
for fences and unbearble wet heat.

will ever-crushed, he held out a hand.
anyway, and returned the next night though.
I snarled like a feral thing, kindness.
the smallest part of life before.
repeated touch and the hope of purpose.

365 Days of Poetry: Day Three-Hundred and Twenty-Nine

even Merlin.
wanted to go home.
in the end.

a prison.
a curse.
but home.

the pull of.
formative memory.
great and powerful.

he was more.
like the Wizard of Oz.
than Baum intended.

Continents are Named

A double post tonight, because I want to share map progress. All continents are named, though the world is not. Any suggestions are welcome. I’ll figure it out tomorrow. Staring at this all day was easy enough on the eyes, but I need some time away before I mess something up.


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