Writing

// bumblebee//honeybee//honey//sweet as nectar//you are beautiful//in every way//

Each stanza is its own word. The first letter of each line is a different letter of the word. It is an acrostic poem.

Lots of different words

Accisamus:

an ironic rhetorical device, in which one feigns indifference, or makes a pretense of refusing something one desires.

We all fall.

Sometimes fast, sometimes blind-

The wind roaring past pieces of our mind.

The world tilts, and gravity wins,

But the story doesn't end where it begins. 

Today was a fairly good day. I love myself. I love my life. Read this next time you're in anguish. I'm watching October slip by like fall leaves on a dead tree. I need to find something else to do besides watching the time pass. I have no energy.

I come here to

express myself

semi-anonymously,

but freely

and happily.

My laptop is

bombarded with

tabs, one of which

is YWP.

Always.

I may not

write a poem