Happy April!

So, originally this shouldn't have taken as long to finish as it did. I started writing this morning thinking "I'll just do an acrostic! No biggie. No pressure. Finished is better than perfect" and all that. Then upon reading my draft, I thought I could do more with the form. Before I knew it, I was counting words per line and getting into something that wasn't as easy as it first seemed.

The best thing about this is allowing yourself to follow your instinct and not worry about perfection. Let it come to you and you can return later. I ended up devising a brand new form called ALPHA+OMEGA. If you're a poetry geek or just wanna try it, hit me up. This piece wasn't going to be one of them. Then I realised upon typing it up that my earlier draft didn't make sense. Really, it was editing it to be readable that shegged me time-wise.

If there's one thing to take away it's this: don't be like me, please. Just do da ting. I only finished it once I stopped overthinking. Had this been late, the title would be way more apt that it should be. But tomorrow is another day; I'll do better.

I hope you enjoy.

Hold up: shout-out to all my [VERY patient] #NaPoWriMo squad. Word up to the following: SugarJ Poet, Anna Kahn (their blogs are linked below), Kit Finnie. Hold tight Kareem Brown and Laurie Ogden. There are more wavey people, but these are the poets I've spoken to today about the challenge.

Okay. Enjoy x

BAPTISMOS/BACKDATED*

Before forming you, I knew you would succumb.
Apathy became fear; potential, the jaws of orca
Coaxing you to a solid past. The ship
Kept you afloat, then stopped holding your weight.
Drowning, you cried, blinded by tiny seas. I
Answered you with angels of anxiety, and breaths
Tearing death rattles from your lungs, forcing them
Empty. You'd forgotten the womb is an ocean too.
Darkness brings life. Know that so do the waters.

*baptismos: βαπτισμός(the act of) a dipping or washing; purification effected by means of water [Source]

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