Monday, November 30, 2015

Poem for the day:

"waiting for you to say"

I’m waiting for you to say
those three small words 
that hold such sway
but you continue to hesitate
and my patience is running thin
if I only knew way back then
but now it is too late

Friday, November 27, 2015

A second poem for the day:

“did I wait too long?”

did I wait too long
to let you know how I feel
now that you are hers
I can see you are happy

I guess I should keep quiet
Poem for the day:

“you left on a Sunday”

you left on a Sunday
though it seemed like yesterday
that I found myself all alone
with only items you left behind –
leftovers of love that ended unkind
seeing them everyday pains me to the bone

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Poem for the day:

“an apology to my younger self”

I apologize to my younger self
for not cherishing you more
those days of carefree play
opening presents on Christmas day
lounging on the couch with dad
or watching mom bake a cake
I should have loved those thick
ponytails instead of praying
for silky straight hair
I should have never tossed
away my dolls for the great
boyfriend who never came
those days are now long gone
and those faces have all aged
I wish I hugged you tighter
instead of rushing you away

Monday, November 23, 2015

Poem for today:

“waiting for love”

I’ve been waiting patiently
for love to show its face
to wrap me in its arms
and never let me go

I’ve been patiently waiting
to meet that one person
who will stop me in my tracks
and fall under their spell

have I been waiting too long?
did I somehow miss the train?
perhaps love already came by
but I was too distracted to see

I do not know the answer
yet still my heart waits
patiently on love’s arrival
I hope I’m not too late

Friday, November 20, 2015

Poem for the Day:

“behind closed doors”

you told me over the telephone
to keep this behind closed doors
I’m not even to hold your hand
even strolling the produce stands
must keep this love undercover
you’re too afraid of what others
may gossip and say behind our backs
but I’m not worry about that
so what? we are two of a kind
and at least in my own mind
you’re the one I want to spend
days traversing all over continents
painting the sky in vivid hues
can’t you see – I only want you
but you rather keep me in closets
that no one will ever bother
like winter blankets, worn and old
never used until you’re cold

Like this piece or another poem?  Have a poetry prompt? Feel free to leave a comment below. 
This week would have been my uncle's 66th birthday.  He unfortunately passed away in April 2004 from liver cancer.   We were not especially close while I was growing up.  However, we were able to connect in his last few months of life.  This is a poem I wrote a few months after his passing.

"I never got the chance to tell you"

I never got the chance to tell you
that I loved you dearly.
I never got the chance to tell you
that I still wanted you near.
I never got the chance to tell you,
that your light is bright as the stars.
I never got the chance to tell you
how special you really are.
I never got the chance to tell you
that you inspire me to go on.
I never got the chance to tell you
that your words help me stay strong.
I never got the chance to tell you
that our meeting changed my life.
I never got the chance to tell you
that I will keep up the fight.
I never got the chance to tell you
that I will miss you when you’re gone.
I never got the chance to tell you
that we will meet again at the dawn.

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Another fibonacci poem:

"not you"

of his
cologne made
me think back to you
when I used to sleep in your arms
until I snapped out of that dream
sitting at my desk
with this man
who was


Monday, November 16, 2015

Fibonacci Poem for the Day

“my bed is cold”

is cold
without you
laying beside me
and those pillows bring no comfort
so I stare up at the ceiling
dreaming about you
by my side


Saturday, November 14, 2015

Thought of the Day

Here's a little poem that was placed on my heart this morning:

It makes my heart sad
when I see people take
their rage and cause chaos
I wish they only knew
that I don’t hate you
I want you to look
past the boxes you
want to place me in
by sex, gender, race,
nationality or faith –
can you not see that
I’m human just like you

Friday, November 13, 2015

Here are two triolet poems I wrote inspired by Writer's Digest Poetic Aside's prompt for November 12th "After _________".   The second one is a response to the first one.

“After I left”

after I left, did you miss me?
did you wait for me to return
or did you just play make believe?
after I left, did you miss me?
did you come outside just to see
if my heart made a big u-turn?
after I left, did you miss me?
did you wait for me to return?

"After you left”

after you left, my heart cried tears
but eventually the wounds healed
and I forgot the long sad years
after you left, my heart cried tears
but my mind let go of those fears
my true happiness was revealed
after you left, my heart cried tears
but eventually the wounds healed

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Two poems for the day:

This first poem I wrote last year in Kyrelle poetic form:

"none of them compared to you"

There was a time I chased the sun
tasted silver stars on my tongue
had torrid affairs with the moon
but none of them compared to you

I danced with the trees just for fun
the ocean's beauty had me stunned
mountaintops played a lovely tune
but none of them compared to you

This second poem I did a bit of experimenting with repeating lines, similar to a madrigal poem but not actually a madrigal poem:

“The temptation I couldn’t resist”

you were the temptation I couldn’t resist
despite the omens, I still wanted your kiss
and now my soul is shrouded in sin

it was a mistake to let you in
my heart – leading me to a bloody end
what do I wish for now? where do I begin?
I wish what I know now, I knew back then.

you were the temptation I couldn’t resist
it was a huge mistake to let you in
despite the signs, I still wanted your kiss
leading my heart to a bloody end
my soul is now is shrouded in sin
what do I wish for?  where do I begin?
what I know now, I wish I knew back then

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Writing and Social Media: Trying to Keep My Head above Water

            The Internet has changed many aspects of our lives.  Social media, in particular, has turned the world upside down.  As a writer looking for ways to showcase my work and “build my brand” as many writing experts would say, it can be a bit overwhelming.  There are so many different websites at one’s disposal – Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, LinkedIn, Wattpad, Goodreads, Pinterest, and the lists goes on.  It seems as soon as you learn about one site, a new one comes along.  Just this past weekend, I discovered another website for writers called Tablo.  I only learned of them because they apparently liked one of my tweets.  I did take a quick peak at their website to find out what they were about.  It seems interesting, but at this point I’m not sure I want to join another social media website.  I don’t want to be inundated with having to keep up with multiple website profiles and posting, along with my blog.  I do have a full-time job, which I actually get paid for, to pay my bills. 

            I do, however, think it is important to explore all possibilities when it comes to sharing your work, finding an audience and building a name for yourself.  There are multiple avenues to get your work out that didn’t exist twenty or even ten years ago.  It is all about finding what works for you.  I recently joined Wattpad.  At first I thought Wattpad was just for fan fiction writers, until I learned that Wattpad covers many different genres of writing.  So far I have read some good writing, and received feedback on some of my poems.  I’m interested to see where this will take me.

            On the other hand, there is always the question about what you want to post online.  Many literary journals do not accept previously published work, including work that has been posted online.  There are some journals who give exception, such as work posted on a personal blog.  Others have no exception – if it can be found online, it is considered “published”.  This presents a dilemma as to what you should post if you want to submit your writing to literary journals.  I have come up with a balance approach.  I post some of my best writings online and others I keep offline for submissions.  So far I have leaned toward keeping what I considered my “top” poems offline, because I want to make good impressions when I start submitting to journals.  However, at the same time I don’t want to post mediocre poems on my blog or elsewhere.  I think my online audience deserves to see my best work as well.  Whether this approach will work, only time will tell.

            I’m sort of new to this, but I am learning as I go along.  I’m sure I am not the only one out there trying to stay afloat in the writing and publishing world.  Yet I refuse to let it get me down and will keep pushing and posting.  Have a good day and look out for my new poetry posting.

Sunday, November 8, 2015

I recently posted another mini poetry collection entitled "Paris and London" by ArcadiaM on Wattpad.  If you are a Wattpad user, you can check out the entire collection on the Wattpad website.

Here are three poems that are part of that collection:

“What I found in Paris”

I found no handsome vampire
nor werewolves lurking in sewers
but under the Eiffel Tower
I found you and your flirty eyes
inviting me to stay awhile

“Two lovers”

I saw figures along the Seine
two lovers in a tight embrace
so lost in each other’s kisses
unaware of invading eyes
passing them by on a cruise boat

“The good smelling stranger”

climbing up the steps of the Tube
my mind was lost in thoughts and dreams
when your scent invaded my nose
I turned and looked back to find you
but you vanished into the crowd

Saturday, November 7, 2015

"watching and waiting"

do you stare at your phone
or computer screen
in anticipation
of a message or 
some sort of notification 
from someone - anyone
acknowledging your words
and existence
technology has allowed us
to reach out to hands and hearts
across oceans, bringing us closer
yet one can still feel
isolated and alone
in a room waiting
for your phone
 to play a tune

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Here's a new poem for the day:


I spent most of my life
in war with my body
wanting it to be different –
more like the other girls
I saw on TV or in magazines

I wanted my hair straighter,
skin clearer, my thighs thinner
or perhaps larger breasts,
washboard abs and smaller hips –
anything but what I had

but no matter how hard I try
I could never stop my body
fighting against my harsh waves
crashing against the rocks
saying, no that is not the way

in the end I gave up the fruitless
fight and threw up my arms
surrendering myself to the tides
I allowed the person within
break out and be free

Sunday, November 1, 2015

For those who are users of Wattpad.  I posted a 6 poem collection of decima poetry.  It's my first posting since I'm a new user.  You can check it on their website here.   Just look for my username "ArcadiaM".

In addition, I am also participating in Writers Digest Poetic Asides November Poem-A-Day Chapbook challenge.  I decided to write all madrigal poems specifically for this challenge.  This should be quite interesting experience since rhyming poetry does not come very natural to me.   However, I hope by the end of the month I will be better at it.  For Day 1, we are to write a "Day After" poem.  You can check out one of my madrigals I wrote for today on the  Poetic Asides blog website under username "Amaria".