NaPoWriMo #25
the birds’ choir resumes
beautiful songs “tootle-toot”
music to my ears#Poetry #Haiku #Birdsong #Nature #Writing #Music
— A Cornered Gurl (@trEisthename) April 25, 2020
Tag: NaPoWriMo
Death during a pandemic
NaPoWriMo #24
a death, the final say
has called me in on my
my day off to relieve
the wounded heart of
a friend. counting
blessings never seemed so
mind-boggling as it
does now. unanswered questions
h a n g
over scorned heads,
l i n g e r
longer than dreading
years ahead.— A Cornered Gurl (@trEisthename) April 24, 2020
Today was supposed to be my day off, however, I was called by one of my coworkers to come in and relieve our other coworker whose grandmother suddenly died–found in the home dead. Of course, no one should expect her to work through the day with this type of weight on her shoulders, but from what I am told, my supervisor expected it. I asked the coworker who called me to please give me time to wash my scrubs, get up and get going, walk Jernee, and get both of us fed, and I would be there. *sighs*
The last thing I’d want anyone to do during an already stressful time is to attempt to work in a stressful environment with death during a pandemic hanging over their heads. Count your blessings, people. Pray for others. Help whenever and however you can. Small things turn into big things, trust me. Peace.
the art of selflessness
NaPoWriMo #23
from the mouths of
babes
will blessings continuously
f l o w
notice how a child
watches you, they observe
absorb–become a shadowed
f o l l o w e r
on your journey
the yellow brick road
is their golden orb
but they’d happily share
it with you
that’s the power of
selflessness— A Cornered Gurl (@trEisthename) April 23, 2020
breaking from reality
NaPoWriMo #22
I hear the cars creep by
the silent hum of the street
with each engine
plowing its pathway
to wherever
the dog switches
p o s i t i o n s
she must be dreaming
of someplace other than here–
other than our reality
I know I am.#Poetry #NaPoWriMo #Life #Pandemic #Writing #Dogs
— A Cornered Gurl (@trEisthename) April 22, 2020
and yet, they still sing
NaPoWriMo #21
a 10-hour work day ahead
of me, I press myself against
the world, “Will I succeed in
doing my best today?”
the birds still
have something to sing
about, they’re good at
showing gratitude
while I fight myself
for sleeping with fear
and waking up to
sadness. I long to
live again.— A Cornered Gurl (@trEisthename) April 21, 2020
failure to beat the rain
NaPoWriMo #20
we didn’t the beat the rain
it falls like shattered pieces
of human souls struggling to
get their lives in order
I fear trying to protect us from
that kind of downpour
maybe we’ll come out
unscathed or maybe we’ll
be drenched with so much
pain that our hearts
expand two sizes.— A Cornered Gurl (@trEisthename) April 20, 2020
This morning, I allowed myself more time to simply rest in bed after opening my eyes. I did not peel myself away from the comfort of my pillowtop until well after 8 am. This resulted in me trying to walk Jernee in a massive downpour as the rains decided to shower down in sheets on us. But, I never felt more alive than I do right now. Peace.
A Cornered Gurl 
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