Napowrimo: Poem #14

Catching up some more. This prompt was called Road Trip...Enjoy!

My car knows my secrets

It’s like my diary

It’s seen every side of me

It’s my partner in crime

It’s driven me up and down the coast

And it’s allowed me to just cry

It was my shoulder

It is the holder of memories

Of love scenes

And tears that streamed

And blood curdling screams

Of frustration

Sometimes after I’ve parked

I get out with hesitation

Now I have to face the world

Leaving behind my security blanket

But I can face it

I can take it

All the while I’m waiting

To resume my seat

Rejoin my partner

And gamble on what destination we’ll meet

Napowrimo: Poem #8

YAY! Another fun prompt. I always joke around with my boyfriend about how I can remember ever crush I've ever had and FINALLY I get to put it to use (lol). I tweaked the original prompt a little for today's poem but but I didn't stray to far. So....ENJOY!

I guess you can say I’ve always been a little boy crazy

Because it all started

In pre-kindergarten

When this little boy TOLD me

He was my boyfriend

And under the lunch table

He held my hand

Then in 2^nd grade a another little boy

Chased me under a table

Asked me for a kiss

But he was hurriedly dismissed

With a disgusted look

And a, “WHAT DO U THINK THIS IS?”

Then he caught me behind the handball wall

Reiterated that a kiss on the cheek is all

And I ran from him

And avoided eye contact in the halls

And then in the 3^rd grade

I met Mr. Green eyes

And I was mesmerized…

About as mesmerized as a 3^rd grader can be

I remember thinking of asking

If my Valentine, he would be

Then 4^th grade came along

I met a boy with the same last name as me

Then I thought, ”How perfect can this be

My name won’t change when we’re married”

This HAD TO be serious

Because it followed me to 5^th grade

Then I found out her had a girlfriend

And the crush went away

But the very next year

Another took its place

And another

And another

And another became a lover

And I grew up

And got older

And flames began to smolder

Romance’s simplicities

I left in elementary

Napowrimo: Poem #4

DAY 4!
So I'm not the least bit interested in paint but I do love make up so to MAC Cosmetics website I went because they give their eyeshadow some pretty interesting names so I knew what was in store. I selected an eyeshadow called "Beauty Marked" and I knew right away what I wanted to write about so...ENJOY!



(this is the color, just in case you're wondering)

“What are those dots on your face?”

I would say with a child’s innocence

Now looking in the mirror

All I can do is reminisce

Because now those small dots

Have taken their place on my face

A small mole

Tells a story never told

Speaks volume of a family of women

Striking and bold

I love that my grandmother and I

Both have one of the sides of our nose

Who knew that with a beauty mark

Confidence would spark

So when I bear my first child

I won’t look for 10 fingers or tens toe

I’ll look my baby up and down

To see if she has one of these moles