Tag: NaPoWriMo2025

Left-Handed in a Dream: A Haibun

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Part V: Never missing the well’s water|NaPoWriMo #25

AI-Generated Image: A Black woman is staring reflectively up toward the sky. She is wearing impeccable makeup with a bold brownish-red lipstick, and her locs are swept back into an updo. She has gold earrings dangling from her ears. Behind her, we can see a beautiful and bold sky.

While Rodney played their piano, Memory sank into a daydream of their trip to Italy ten years ago. She remembered how bright the sky was–and such a bold color of blue, too. Rodney had taken up playing street soccer with the local children, and she laughed at his carefree spirit. If there was one thing her husband was going to do, he was going to make a good time. She could hear the birds, smell the flowers, feel the breeze nipping at the nape of her neck. What she wouldn’t give to go back to this day when her well didn’t feel or seem as dry. The more she daydreamed, the less of herself she became. But Rodney … Rodney evolved into something soothingly memorable with every closing of her eyes.

daydreaming again
this time it’s Italy’s love
and Rodney’s beauty

Part I, Part II, Part III, & Part IV

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staying golden

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NaPoWriMo #23 An Audio Poem

My new mug. The Golden Girls was truly a favorite show of mine growing up – I still watch reruns of the program. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
staying golden by Tremaine L. Loadholt

a gift to myself, but not really
from myself – courtesy of the crush . . .
birthday gift cards hit different,
especially when you can buy
all the things you’ve been eyeing
and not with your own money.

as I listened to my decaffeinated coffee
percolate and watched it trickle
down into my new favorite mug,
I wondered if it would taste better.

and, it did.

there is something orgasmic about sipping
caramelized cocoa goodness with
a hint of butter cream and
savory mocha that sends my
heart aflutter.

who knew an after-work hot
beverage would boost low morale?
I’ve needed this form of pick-me-up.
it’s hitting all the right spots as I
wait for the woman with
my heart to return home
safely.

she has captured it, you see . . .
my heart, that is. and until
I lock eyes with it
again, I am a lowly soul
tethered to her whims.

reminiscence begs for attention,
and I find myself recalling a scene
from The Golden Girls – Dorothy
mentions to Blanche the irony of
looking at oneself in the mirror
while lying down – you’re not
the same.

I know when I look at this
new mug from this moment
forward, a flicker of memories
will flood my brain, and I will
remember how it came to be
a centerpiece in my cupboard.

and I, too, will never be the same.

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Photos From This Past Weekend & NaPoWriMo #22

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A two-for-one special post

Saturday morning workout. I decided to cool down in the aerobics room. The fitness room was getting a little too crowded for my taste. And by “crowded,” I mean, two other people came in there. LOL! Saturday, April 19, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Besides, the aerobics room has the best mirror effects. LOL! Saturday, April 19, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Saturday’s lunch: cheesy baked potatoes with/ onions, and turnip greens. Also, a few strips of bacon. Saturday, April 19, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Zumni Tye was actually watching me move about our living room–gathering things and cleaning up. I stopped and snapped a photo because I was in total disbelief. 💙♥️💛 My tortoise baby is growing up! Saturday, April 19, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Please don’t ask me why she looks like she has lost her VERY best friend. Jernee is attitudinal these days. I never know what I am going to get when she wakes up. I just deal with it. She’s 17- she has earned the right to be a super duper grouch, and I will just be okay with it. LOL! Saturday, April 19, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
I did not go to the fitness room on Sunday. I decided to do a 2-mile walk around my neighborhood instead. I was feeling bound up and a bit more stressed than normal, so being outside in the early morning breeze was better than being cooped up in the fitness room in the basement. Sunday, April 20, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Oh, nothing… It’s just me and my shadow passing through the crosswalk. Sunday, April 20, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
I simply wanted to capture the view. Sunday, April 20, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
If you look very closely at the lightposts, you’ll see two birds. 🙂 Sunday, April 20, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Sunday night dinner: Spaghetti with ground beef, tomatoes, onions, bell peppers, and spinach. YUMMY! Sunday, April 20, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

in the heat of the glory days & sun-soaked nights

haven’t had the pleasure
to enjoy basking in
the goodness of a secret shared
in decades – my glory days
and sun-soaked nights are
winding down.

soon, I’ll spend them with
a sandman who knows all
about losing sleep over
full lips instead of a
broken heart.

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The Sunday Night Routine

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NaPoWriMo #21

I melt into myself from
a lazy day that mainly
incorporates working out,
reading, writing, cooking,
staying sane, and trying not
to spiral.

I morph into my grandmother,
who is almost 90 years old.
She is a worrier who doesn’t
understand the word “No.”
I overthink. I overanalyze.
I overcompensate for things
I should have acknowledged
from my past.

The dog is clingier than normal.
I think she believes I will
disappear without a moment’s
notice.
The TV is background noise.
It assists and acts as my
co-writer and co-creator.

I miss out on sleep waiting for
the “I’m home” message from
the crush.
She’s a night owl who walks
home from her second job,
which tears my nerves all
the way up, but I applaud extra
efforts in the pursuit of
monetary excellence.

I say several prayers that
usually involve me questioning
what God has in store for
my impending future, and
I plop my exhausted body
down on the pillow top with
the enhanced cooling foam
mattress topper, and sink into
a deep sleep.

I wake up in the middle
of the night to relieve
myself, but I don’t want
Sunday to end.
Soon after, it does. And I
am left longing for its
presence, hoping the next
five days will hurry up.

I miss Friday already.

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pain & denial

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NaPoWriMo #19 A One-Line Poem

it hit me today–I always knew I had
no chance in hell, but I tried to remain
confident in my shambled self–maybe
I am meant to make others feel good,
while remnants of pain catapult me closer to denial.

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.

throwback: an uphill battle

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NaPoWriMo #20 A Pictured Poem

an uphill battle. ©March 2016 Tremaine L. Loadholt

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.