A Sunday Scribbles poem, and a mini update!

Happy Easter Everyone!

I intended to write a short story this week, but although I’ve been writing, it’s all work in progress related. I’ve also been busy preparing to welcome our kitten home, beta-reading an epic fantasy novella, and researching marketing for my university project. It’s all go right now!

Blog posts might be a bit off schedule until after my assignment deadline near the end of May, especially as we pick up this little ball of fluff on Tuesday:

I’ll write a story next week, unless he’s totally distracting 🙂 This week? I scribbled a dark poem. (It covers loss, and death, so might be best avoided if you’re feeling down).

What is it to lose?

Losing things.

Keys, wallet, misplaced,

mind adrift.

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Losing sleep.

That crushing feeling,

of nightmares.

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Losing time.

Every waking moment,

of my life.

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Losing my edge.

The advantage,

of having nothing.

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Losing heart.

I can’t lose her,

my world.

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Losing feeling.

When light fades,

from your eyes.

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Does it hurt?

One day I’ll know,

it’s inevitable.

I don’t often write poetry, and I’m no expert, but I enjoy it from time to time when I’m feeling a lot of things. This is partly based on a visit with my Nan, who’s more frail every time I see her. 

I hope you had a great Easter weekend! Now go read something happy or look at funny cat videos 🙂