16 Words

And for this one I used a random word generator.

Cemetery

A place those unwanted go to sleep,
Despite the fact that relatives weep.
Their memory more valuable then their shell,
though some would claim they burn in hell.

Beach

I walked across a beach one I would not see again,
I had to go to see right now I had to leave my friends.
I could return to build a house upon my little isle,
but when if I could then chose what else I would be in denial.

I waited there in hunger, letting my mind decay,
if not for all that hungers, I would be there till this day.
Among those who remained there were many satisfied,
But to become that simple I first would have to die.

Trouser

I would not wear trousers,
I would not believe,
I would not be mighty,
But I would have a reprieve.

I would run round’ naked,
with food my only care,
I would run round’ happy till I’m eaten by a bear.

(I could continue this one, I did have a plan but I did say I would write 37 of these and the current me doesn’t want to spend as much time here as last night me wanted me to.)

Force

I forced myself to do this and I find it really,
As I need force to continue as if I were on a run.

And I shall write six now as I will for hours hence,
And for every time I use that word I’ll charge myself two pence.

(My rhythm is repeating I want to try something else)

Oil

A darkness creeps across the land
all see it and flee, some strangely happy, the dead are chasing me.

Some fought it with fire,
they’ve brought great shame to me.
Though on fire they be, the dead are chasing me.

And fires within steel can be used to run away,
and the darkness that is outside shall not catch me today.
And while the dead are chasing me, dead they shall stay.

(I feel I kinda changed the style and lost the theme i was going for with the last line, but I spent too much time trying to find something that works and today’s theme is quantity, not quality.)

Sanctuary

A place the living rest when they wish not to die.
A place the dead are put away from living eyes.

Attention

Notice me whoever you be for I have something special here.
And though I fear the masses eye, please let someone more be hear.

Medicine

A cure is sometimes medicine as so are all vaccines,
Almost every poison is too.

But some medicine is only medicine when given under an oath.

(Well I am becoming somewhat concise and so I’ll take a break now.)

Penalty

When something has a cost you did not expect.

(Now that I’m back I’m realizing the extend of my creative juices and how long it takes to replenish them.)

Extract

When life gives you lemons make lemonade, so extract all that is good for them and discard the rest. Or maybe use the peel for cooking and the seeds for a tree, the fiber can also be processed into something useful but we are expected to have more than a lemon.
If all we had were lemons we’d well they’d be as useful as corn.

(I was supposed to be using word play or attempting poetry here. But I’m out of brain.)

Physical

As opposed to all that we choose to see, always something near.
What is physical is the surface on which all thought is created and communicated.
And its opposite is fiction.

(My head hurts.)

Restoration

I drank a cup of water, but it did not help.
I returned to where I once was, there is no room.
I put it together as it once was, and it will brake again pretty soon.
I changed it and improved upon it. And that let it be.

The process of restoration is not always happy.

Consciousness

We make decisions and our bodies do everything else.
We act and then our decisions may actually be.
There is difficulty when we must override more systems.
But as I see it, consciousness is what exists when the systems in place aren’t sufficient for the decisions that need to be made.

(Now I’m just writing. But it is not easy. I’ve gotten thirteen of these done, I’ll take another break and see if the next seven will be easier then.)

Inn

A piece of fiction with a few real life counterparts.

(Nope now I’m just doing silly definitions.)

Chaos

Entropy with the occasional habit of acting in reverse.

Assume

It is this way is what they say so why should mine be different.
And so I shall approach the day while acting indifferent.
They may respond with screams and shouts but they are worse so different.
But I repeat my actions angry yet indifferent.

(I feel like I’m not using repetition correctly, so I’ll make that tomorrow’s post if I’m less busy than I expect to be.)

Ah… I’m out of time, distracted. Lost my focus. Excuses all of them. But you know what? I’m cashing them in. See you later.
(It seems I’m not yet back in shape for writing these posts. But at least I can get into shape this time.)