my glass is half empty
again!
i don't want to get up
i'm tired of rising
to fill it up
one last trip
to the river tonight
i'll leave the glass
half empty
legend says
by tomorrow
it will be half full
amazing
the difference
a day makes!
~ Elizabeth Anne Ives
Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change.”
Wayne Dyer
shall i make a change
walk a new path
or circle back
to the old and familiar?
i am done
retracing my steps
sniffing for the comforting
scent of a mothballed
life once lived
i must
circle ahead
in search of
something new
like the sweet scent of
fresh dew
i shall savor
this moment
savor each
moment
inhale a new future
and exhale mothballs
ah, but the smell of mothballs
takes me back
circles me around
does it do that to you too?
~ Elizabeth Anne Ives
From the NaPoWriMo website:
Today’s prompt (optional, as always) is based on this poem by Claire Wahmanholm, which transforms the natural world into an unsettled dream-place. One way it does this is by asking questions – literally. The poem not only contains questions, but ends on a question. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that similarly resists closure by ending on a question, inviting the reader to continue the process of reading (and, in some ways, writing) the poem even after the poem ends.
