Life and Death

Lose yourself in Death. It’s the final chance to destroy your enemies.
Its highest value comes when you look the other way
Lost in hate, Death will never return
It is so confusing. Pretending it’s easy is easy.
Stop expecting so much of Death. It’s scary. Get over it.
It is quick and short and meaningless
Until then horde all you earn for your well-being is not guaranteed and people will laugh if you have too much fun
Death waits to laugh at you too.

But, if you live a significant Life death is meaningless
Life’s a little scary but it’s worth the ride
Your light will shine the higher you climb
Chaos gives way to Life’s peace
As each new birth brings new potential for great caring
And age knows the truth; Life is for living right now
Though evil people live on, history will bury their shadows
So live a courageous Life. Living in fear will prepare you for nothing.

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Welcome to Day 13 of the NaPoWriMo Challenge. The challenge today is to write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-ended. For example, if you chose the phrase “A stitch in time saves nine,” you might reverse that into something like: “a broken thread; I’m late, so many lost.” Or “It’s raining cats and dogs” might prompt the phrase “Snakes and lizards evaporate into the sky.” Those are both rather haunting, strange images, and exploring them could provide you with an equally haunting, strange poem (or a funny one!)

I started with finding sayings about Life and then sayings about Death and then upended them to be the reverse. Here are the original sayings:

Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.
An unexamined life is not worth living.
I have found that if you love life, life will love you back
Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated
You get in life what you have the courage to ask for
It is not the length of life, but depth of life
Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans
Work like you don’t need the money, love like you’ve never been hurt and dance like no one is watching
Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.

I would rather die a meaningful death than to live a meaningless life.
I am not afraid of death, I just don’t want to be there when it happens.
Six feet of earth makes us all equal.
To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
Death is a distant rumor to the young.
Good men must die, but death cannot kill their names.
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.

Boats and Water

Boats and water are in your future.
Believe in your greatness. Even a tsunami began as a ripple.
If you are afraid of sharks stay in the kiddie pool.
He who crosses ocean twice without washing is a dirty double-crosser.
Beware of ships that pass in the night.
A sunken treasure is more reliable than a drunken sailor.
A voyage on the sea will fill your life with untold memories.
Let your dreams fill your sails your heart chart your course.
You have a deep appreciation of the deep.
Boats and water are in your past.

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Day 13 of the NaPoWriMo challenge. The number 13 is often considered unlucky, so today the challenge is to beat the bad luck away with a poem inspired by fortune cookies. You could write a poem made up entirely of statements that predict the future (“You will meet a handsome stranger”), aphoristic statements (“The secret to getting ahead is getting started)” or just silly questions (“How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?”)

Water

For your life, in hot pursuit
Outa money, outa gas, outa time
Silently with the bulls
Mascara down your face
To me, by you
Far, far away
On empty, on fumes
For leader of the land
Twenty six point two
A refrigerator with scissors
It’s what I’m born to do
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Welcome to Day 13. In keeping with the mysterious quality of the number 13, today’s challenge is to write a riddle poem. This poem should describe something without ever naming it.

My title is also a clue. It’s my “Canyon Name” given to me by friends for the number of rest stops I needed while hiking to Havasupai Falls, and for my need to flee.