From ea055b97fb9d4c8c54750c61d6d97da5614f27cf Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Isaac Date: Fri, 26 Sep 2025 23:10:00 +1000 Subject: [PATCH] add 30-36 --- priv/posts/30-the-end-of-forever.md | 39 +++++++++++++++++++++++ priv/posts/31-the-fury.md | 34 ++++++++++++++++++++ priv/posts/32-the-covers-blown.md | 30 +++++++++++++++++ priv/posts/33-unconventional-deception.md | 31 ++++++++++++++++++ priv/posts/34-recompense.md | 29 +++++++++++++++++ priv/posts/35-collection.md | 22 +++++++++++++ priv/posts/36-the-things-left-unsaid.md | 29 +++++++++++++++++ 7 files changed, 214 insertions(+) create mode 100644 priv/posts/30-the-end-of-forever.md create mode 100644 priv/posts/31-the-fury.md create mode 100644 priv/posts/32-the-covers-blown.md create mode 100644 priv/posts/33-unconventional-deception.md create mode 100644 priv/posts/34-recompense.md create mode 100644 priv/posts/35-collection.md create mode 100644 priv/posts/36-the-things-left-unsaid.md diff --git a/priv/posts/30-the-end-of-forever.md b/priv/posts/30-the-end-of-forever.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..573622c --- /dev/null +++ b/priv/posts/30-the-end-of-forever.md @@ -0,0 +1,39 @@ +--- +title: The End of Forever +week: 30 +date: 2025-07-30 +--- +forever is my life,\ +and each day it ends\ +a new me tomorrow,\ +how will we blend? + +identity shattered,\ +split between worlds\ +yesterday's me,\ +gone inward, curled + +days keep coming,\ +I'll never feel steady\ +in spite of all this,\ +here I am, ready ++++ +I stare eyes out into the void\ +ever expanding\ +Consuming a life enjoyed\ +ever disbanding + +Everything now erodes away\ +the brain stops thinking\ +All that has past lost from today\ +memory shrinking + +Grasping for energy long gone\ +using more than gained\ +Life discharged by my every yawn\ +increasingly drained + +Errant hopes of being recast\ +avoiding never\ +Left to a breath that will be last\ +ending forever diff --git a/priv/posts/31-the-fury.md b/priv/posts/31-the-fury.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..1a7e882 --- /dev/null +++ b/priv/posts/31-the-fury.md @@ -0,0 +1,34 @@ +--- +title: The Fury +week: 31 +date: 2025-08-06 +--- +the fury lives within me\ +deep and on the surface\ +tired hateful spite\ +I'll live my life with purpose + +each day I climb this mountain\ +avoid my past with glee\ +I sometimes dream of when they die\ +the day I will be free + +what they've done I shouldn't say\ +though not my shame to hold\ +some tell me just let it go\ +but no, I'll never fold ++++ +there in your wake i fan the flame\ +desperate for it's destruction\ +spurred by fear of a creeping freeze\ +whelming down with force worrisome + +flame i've stoked to an inferno\ +raging forward in such rampage\ +reigniting fires of the past\ +scratching open the old scarring + +now left a scorched and broken earth\ +harrowed and ready for healing\ +with ache from all that is damaged\ +longing ever at what's now lost diff --git a/priv/posts/32-the-covers-blown.md b/priv/posts/32-the-covers-blown.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..5764e98 --- /dev/null +++ b/priv/posts/32-the-covers-blown.md @@ -0,0 +1,30 @@ +--- +title: The Cover's Blown +week: 32 +date: 2025-08-13 +--- +I hide in sight,\ +my truth concealed\ +all bark no bite,\ +my hurt unhealed + +they poke sleeping bear,\ +resistance is vain\ +this world won't be fair,\ +I try to explain + +I let too much out,\ +my cover is blown\ +whine just to pout, \ +I wish I was grown ++++ +Our guise of ignorance has now fallen\ +All shadows of doubt illuminated\ +With years of your bombs disintegration\ +Your pretence of defence crumbles away\ +Yet still they say it's all far too complex\ +Empathy held from kids too far away\ +The victims that you expect to submit\ +To accept all they've lost and not resist\ +Lest rubble be made of their latest homes\ +Left to cower under tarpaulin domes diff --git a/priv/posts/33-unconventional-deception.md b/priv/posts/33-unconventional-deception.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..b7fbdc8 --- /dev/null +++ b/priv/posts/33-unconventional-deception.md @@ -0,0 +1,31 @@ +--- +title: Unconventional Deception +week: 33 +date: 2025-08-20 +--- +like a moth to a flame,\ +but the flame's just a light,\ +deceived by this place,\ +most days and some nights + +It's not how they tell you, +'beware of the others',\ +no, it's different in my life,\ +and we'll never recover + +a 'no' means a 'yes',\ +or a 'maybe' means 'later',\ +the message unclear,\ +I'm confusion's translator ++++ +Unconventional Deception: + +A fib made as a placeholder\ +Given to create a delay\ +For when I'm a little bolder\ +And it's the truth that I can say + +Meant as such to create no harm\ +Yet it has prioritised I\ +Left as social mines to disarm\ +Risk with every moralised lie diff --git a/priv/posts/34-recompense.md b/priv/posts/34-recompense.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..794deac --- /dev/null +++ b/priv/posts/34-recompense.md @@ -0,0 +1,29 @@ +--- +title: Recompense +week: 34 +date: 2025-08-27 +--- +you can never pay back\ +all the harm that you did\ +can't even keep track\ +of our zeroing bids + +you don't deserve our fortitude\ +nor secrecy, concealed\ +for me this life has been tabooed\ +but I will never yield ++++ +A gift I wish I could give you\ +Though none could possibly suffice\ +Something lost I cant just renew\ +Now left forever unaddressed + +Discomfort grows as time slips by\ +With stabs of guilt from every vice\ +A call from which I must not shy\ +To get this feeling off my chest + +A shame this is what makes me cave\ +And finally accept the price\ +With hope for your resentments waive\ +A sorry I'll try make precise diff --git a/priv/posts/35-collection.md b/priv/posts/35-collection.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..4aa0da1 --- /dev/null +++ b/priv/posts/35-collection.md @@ -0,0 +1,22 @@ +--- +title: Collection +week: 35 +date: 2025-09-04 +--- +collections, my predilections\ +some things I'd never dream + +childhood joy, as brooch or toy\ +they make me really beam + +the littlest pets, a plastic vet\ +I beg to save them all + +tiny trinkets, arts and crafts\ +just can't avoid their call ++++ +Another stick I stuck deep in my sack\ +With a lick of luck in sure to not lack\ +More I'll pick and pluck till I fill my pack\ +Now a brick to buck lest it break my back\ +Till this shtick I shuck when back in my shack diff --git a/priv/posts/36-the-things-left-unsaid.md b/priv/posts/36-the-things-left-unsaid.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..c71af29 --- /dev/null +++ b/priv/posts/36-the-things-left-unsaid.md @@ -0,0 +1,29 @@ +--- +title: The Things Left Unsaid +week: 36 +date: 2025-09-11 +--- +I don't like to think about\ +the things I left unsaid\ +thoughts run rough and tumble,\ +cogitate all through my head + +most often I say too much,\ +those times I can forget\ +however, when I bite my tongue,\ +it builds my biggest debt + +I always think I'll let it out,\ +but then the moment comes\ +I sit and sigh and roll my eyes,\ +to this spell I have succumbed ++++ +I'm lost for insufficient words\ +Paralysed into inaction \ +There stuck until the feeling curds\ +A fight where I gain no traction + +The telling of things left unsaid\ +Placed on actions that betray me\ +Such what I tell is lies instead\ +All through which certainly they see