Lana Rose

Words in the Midst

NaPoWriMo 2016 #fin

Posted by on May 3, 2016 in Poetry | 2 comments

NaPoWriMo 2016 #fin

As National Poetry Month 2016 draws to a close, I finish out my personal National Poetry *Writing* Month challenge… 30 haikus in 30 days. Although I tend to always look back on goals or challenges like these and think, “I could have done more, I could have done differently,” this time around I’m going to say: I completed the challenge I set for myself – and that alone is just fine. On to the next one.   waiting is never as hard as it is when you’re sitting in traffic ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 23/30 a moment of peace could change the world if we try taking time to pray ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 24/30 he was my release inside a befuddled world that held me captive ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 25/30 don’t look for truth here inspiration should come from someone less human ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 26/30 businesses have changed gone are the days of mom, pop we’re all orphans now ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 27/30 wake me up before life slides by, speed of sound – WHAM! before you go go ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 28/30 it’s a thing, you know staring blankly into time smartphone addiction ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 29/30 in the end we need a reason to rise in rain must be the sun… shine....

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Haiku Challenge Part 3 (and Prince… WTF)

Posted by on Apr 22, 2016 in Poetry | 0 comments

Haiku Challenge Part 3 (and Prince… WTF)

she asked for a sign but the response was silence and she can’t read air ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 16/30 demons chew away leftover pieces of past my hearts smorgasbord ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 17/30   looking for the truth in a world built upon lies and slow drips of hope ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 18/30 she buried herself inside all of her fears but left shovel outside ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 19/30 his eyes tell the tales of a thousand broken hearts but her heart speaks braille ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 20/30 News & Culture Side Note: I stayed up until the wee hours of the morning, mourning, listening to Prince on repeat… thank God for succinct nature of haiku, because there are no words.  up til 2am with evaporated rain my poetry mourns ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 21/30 the beautiful ones will hurt you every time, but God don’t like ugly...

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#NaPoWriMo Haiku Challenge Continued…

Posted by on Apr 14, 2016 in Poetry | 0 comments

#NaPoWriMo Haiku Challenge Continued…

Halfway through my 30/30 of our community haiku challenge… glad I took on a writing challenge I can actually manage amidst entrepreneurial mama life, but also longing for some deeper writing exercises. I think it’s time to take on another poetic challenge before the month is out. Any suggestions? 🙂     What is faith? she asked. Watching evil feign success… Knowing God still wins. ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 6/30 I used to wonder Why she would stay with him, then One day it hit me ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 7/30 rubberbands expand in a frustrating sigh and PM Dawn soothes souls ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 8/30 The Boss told me that Baby we were Born to Run But we lacked the drive ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 9/30 cold chills, lonely hearts void finish without a start faith, where are you now? ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 10/30 Can you hear me, God? It’s Margaret… not really… Just another chump. ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 11/30 I am nothing but a shadow with a heartbeat clinging on to life. ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 12/30 debilitated: when the soul’s frozen solid but heart still beats warm ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 13/30 spiritual chanting seeps into my soul, healing from another world...

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National Poetry Writing Month 2016… The First Five Days

Posted by on Apr 6, 2016 in Poetry | 2 comments

National Poetry Writing Month 2016… The First Five Days

Welcome to National Poetry Month – five days deep and in full swing! So what are these theme and tribute months about really? Probably nothing… except for what we make of them. It’s up to us to utilize times like these to refresh, renew, and reconnect with ourselves, our vocations, and our dreams. This year, I’ve decided to participate in National Poetry Month in a few different ways: simply making it a habit of writing a piece every day (as I’ve done in years prior), challenging myself to write a haiku every day as part of a community exercise, and also setting a few deadlines and “to do’s” towards goals and dreams related to my poetic life. If writing is not your thing, this is also a good month to pick up a book of poetry and drown in the words. However the beginning of this month finds you, April 2016 will ultimately be what you make of it… so choose good ingredients. Here’s how my 30/30 is shaping up so far: solace overcomes anxiety in my mind when i find the time ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 1/30 unsheathe my weapon let the blood spill where it may until ink runs dry ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 2/30 just because one prays don’t mean they won’t cut a bitch what would jesus do? ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 3/30 lead with gratefulness make it the heart of each day and peace will rain down ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 4/30 shuffling through the list ever evolving to-do’s hashtag “mother”… f*ck. ‪#‎lanarosewords‬ 5/30...

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love diluted

Posted by on Dec 15, 2014 in Poetry | 0 comments

love diluted

we live in a world that is diluted by endless distraction love diminished by likes desire given away with two clicks of a thumb what good is following the one who makes your dreams come true into eternity when you’re still chasing dreams of perfectly filtered pixels into oblivion the lines between temptation and truth have become so blurred we’ve forgotten they were ever there to begin with wrapping love around your heart used to feel like everything now it feels like a cheap sweater made in china – everyone can get some love these days is manufactured by the cheapest supplier for the quickest sale and infinitely interchangeable we chop each other up into body parts and booty shots an endless feast set out to soothe our flesh and sully our souls i want to get higher i want to believe there is still more i want to find the world i remember i want to touch it with my hands i want to save all my likes and my loves and all of my finger clicking for the one who electrifies me with their presence… not their profile but first i’m going to post this on Facebook… and Twitter… and Instagram… i guess i’ll see you...

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Mama Beat…nik

Posted by on Oct 17, 2012 in Mama Musings, Poetry, words, WordsInTheMidst | 0 comments

I write my poetry down now. Because I can’t remember it anymore. It gets lost somewhere… under the pile of toys on my bed up my daughters’ nose with the crayon she just shoved up there stuck on the table with the oatmeal from this morning.   I used to be one of those cool cats (at least I thought I was) that could stand at a mic and pro-nounce my po-et-ry reciting it from mem-o-ry like I was dreaming it up on the spot like God himself was coming down to speak the words out of my mouth and I was merely a bush burning with the truth.   But I write my poetry down now. Because it has a way of slipping out of my hands. In fact, it has a way of never slipping into my hands, after an 18-hour day with an 18-month-old child I can barely put together a coherent sentence Nevermind one that rhymes… if there’s a mama out there that’s maintained her memory can you please seek her out? can you find her for me? what are her tricks? her schemes? her notions? is there some magic ritual? is it some special… lotion? … see, I told you.   I write my poetry down now. Because that’s where it belongs. On paper with ink and letters curving their shape around my words bringing something real to the dreams in my head giving signs of life that might last beyond my last breath.   I write my poetry down now. Just like I always have....

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