Over the Moon

Not a fan of champagne

but I’ll pop that cork over the moon

to celebrate you

and your dreams coming true.

I’ll fill your glass

and those of your friends

and raise mine skyward

partake in the sour to balance the sweet.

Left behind as you step

into your new reality

and I have to be honest

I couldn’t be any happier for you.

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The shortened version of this poem is posted on Twitter here for #PoemTrail prompt 410 – “taste of champagne” and “step into now.”

Thank you for reading.

SoundCloud: S. M. Saves
Twitter: @sm_saves

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New Year’s Wishes for Writers in 2020

Another year in the books
Another year’s worth of words
Some destined to become books

Wishing you words that flow anew
and fresh pens with endless ink;
fountains of your preferred hue.

Wishing you works with fulfilling endings
and strength to let the others go
to start ones with new beginnings.

Wishing you luck during PitMad,
querying, and submissions.
Rejection doesn’t mean your writing’s bad.

Wishing for you to try something new
Something that scares you
but challenges you too.

Best of luck this year.

S. M. Saves

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Last year’s New Year’s Wishes for Writers.

SoundCloud: S. M. Saves
Twitter: @sm_saves

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Thinning Ice

I feel as if
I’m walking on ice
the temperature creeping upward
Don’t know when I’ll break through,
plunge into the depths
Submerged
Unsure if I’ll resurface
or even want to.
Which step will it be?
A bad day and
something someone said?
Or a reminder from my phone
of pictures taken last year?
I keep stepping forward
There’s no turning back.
Keep stepping forward
on thinning ice
that’s starting to crack.

~*~

The snow is melting here but, when returning from errands, I saw geese walking on a still frozen pond.

It was a rough day. The kind of day that starts with bad news you initially shrug at but the dread creeps up on you throughout the day.

Maybe tomorrow will be better?

Thank you for reading.

~*~

SoundCloud: S. M. Saves
Twitter: @sm_saves

Fill in the Lines

I’ve found what I need
on blank lines and coloring pages,
both with a need to be filled.
One a break from the other,
both a practice in permanence;
accepting a wrong color choice,
crossing out a word, a line, an entire verse.

I’ve found what I need within these pages
to try something new
and fill every single page,
till the entire thing bleeds ink and color.
And if not a single work touches the light of day,
feels the weight of someone else’s eyes,
it’ll be of my choosing.
Not someone else’s.
Never someone else’s.

I’ll shut it in a drawer
or pack it away on a shelf of words,
next to spines with blank pages,
holding potential dreams, potential things.
And at least say I accomplished something.
Writing new verses.
Filling in all the lines.

~*~

Thank you for reading.

About a month ago, I purchased a coloring journal because it had peacocks on the cover and peacocks are kind of my jam since writing a novel draft of Vow of the Peacock.

Opposite every lined page is a coloring page. Disappointingly, there is not a single coloring page of a peacock in the damn journal.

~*~

SoundCloud: S. M. Saves
Twitter: @sm_saves

I Liked You Better With Eyebrows

I liked you better when you had eyebrows
Seriously. . .
I didn’t mind those twin caterpillars
riding upon your brow
I remember loving how they’d come together
with every lame joke I told
Or how they’d leap up when you were startled
flying to hide in your hair.

Poor things, you shaved them off
Started drawing your own
drawn to a different kind of crowd
You paint your face to look like someone else
I hardly recognize you now
Can’t ask how you’ve been doing
’cause it’s always the same.
“I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m okay.”

In the same room but you’re light years away
Your band doesn’t laugh, won’t crack a smile
I’m a revolving door you push right through
if I were a wall, you’d tear me down
Bland face, cold, without your bushy friends
Your soul was seated upon your brow
and it turned into butterflies
and flew away.

~*~

A quick poem before I dive back into NaNoWriMo. Just ~5,000 words to go and two days to do it in.

Thank you for reading!

SoundCloud: S. M. Saves
Twitter: @sm_saves

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