Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Day 30: Old Friend

NaPoWriMo and Camp NaNoWriMo have ended. April has ended. The rainy season in the Philippines is already starting to replace summer. It’s time for us novelists to go on with our lives and pursue different writing projects.

I’m extremely busy this year, so, when I joined Camp NaNoWriMo, I lowered my word count goal from 50,000 words to 1,000 words. I just didn’t have the time to write 50,000 words.

The month turned out to be far more busy than I expected, though. I was actually close to tears because finishing everything seemed impossible. To keep everything from getting ruined, I organized my tasks into top priorities and things I can live without. NaPoWriMo and Camp NaNoWriMo are things I can live without because I’m not getting paid for participating in them. So I had to give them up at the latter part of April, focusing instead on meeting deadlines that were far more important.

I skipped sleep and meals to finish as many of my most important tasks as possible so that the last days of my April will be free, allowing me to finish NaPoWriMo and Camp NaNoWriMo. There is no rule that I must publish my NaPoWriMo poems within a certain time range anyway, you know. But the future is never certain and everything always goes wrong when you least expect them to, so, as a precautionary measure, I spent my dinner times and travel times writing poems on my phone.

Like I expected, the month got even busier. A house accident happened. The neighbors’ cats had a fight and made a hole through the roof. The window frame fell downstairs and there’s a huge, gaping hole in the kitchen.

The landlady has arranged for the whole mess to be repaired, but my mom said that the carpenters and the renovation might disturb us. So we decided to move out.

We will return when the renovation is finished. If it’s beyond repair, though, we will live elsewhere. My family relocated to a new place and I got sick during the move.

I fell behind on my schedule. Even though I’m not late for a week yet, it’s totally embarrassing and I’m ashamed of it. I will try to finish everything that needs to be finished tonight and tomorrow.

I have already finished my Camp NaNoWriMo story and transferred my poems from my phone to my blog so far. The downside is that all of my poems in the latter part of April are off-prompt. But, hopefully, I will catch up on my schedule before the middle of May.

Here is my Camp NaNoWriMo story. It’s a horror story about a shooting spree. I hope to continue it once I get enough free time. The protagonist will be one of the victims in the mall.

My 30th poem is below this blog post.

Old Friend
O I've missed you, old friend.
The many nights ours,
I thought that they would end,
But here again, hours,
Endless times we can love
As you reign high above.

Gazing at you from here,
Like all the nights before,
It's a beautiful fear,
The style that I adore,
We can go on this way,
Forget the things they say.

Because it's our skin,
And we don't have to mean
To achieve what has been.

Come on now, my old friend,
Take my hand and let's go,
Let's begin at the end,
Of memories, forego,
Moving on, moving fast,
Believe and make this last.

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Day 29: The Eye

Sun rises in the east,
It goes up in the sky,
Sending away the mist,
Do you even know why
This poem's obvious?
Don't be oblivious.

For she breathes in the breeze,
She watches in the light,
Your whole life, she will seize,
Each of your days and your night
After night of no sight.

She will take everything
While you are still breathing,
You're not really living.

Unless you give it up
For her and only her
And don't you ever stop,
Will never be over,
Then you can become free
And she will let you be.