NaPoWriMo #21: “The Score” by Maggie McGinity

The Score
By Maggie McGinity

Give us some time
Or give us some room
We don’t know the lines
And we’re going on soon

One measly credit
Should almost subsist
Not demand
Every hour like this

Only one thing
Oh just one thing more
Till they’ve taken everything
Every second in your store

Twelve sounded good
Now I realized I’ve misunderstood
I wouldn’t recommend four
Plus one-two more

You don’t know the score”


“Now it’s just too late and
We can’t go back
I’m sorry
I can’t be perfect”

-“Perfect” by Simple Plan


NaPoWriMo #20: “Summer Day” by Maggie McGinity

A very important day on which I realized I actually needed to assemble a present, though at least I was present.

Summer Day
By Maggie McGinity

Summer day
Almost yesterday
Now it’s gone away
Darkening the skies
Walked this way
Into this cafe
Comfortable on time
Here and now to find
Everyday this rhyme, my
Someday, after all that time

And it’s nice, a chunk of
Reality where
Everything’s in line

Made up presto, looked up pesto
And nothing else
Down and up the stairs and ramps
Every little step helps

Four times, the root beers
Over hopes and dreams and fears
Reverence, rememberance and dears

Silence can speak volumes, but
Hearing you
Answered many curiosities
Ringing through my philosophies.
I’m glad for 1 p.m.
Now and again
Getting to talk with my best friend.”


“Two sips of whiskey in the flask but I’m not gonna drink ’em
I swear I’ll make it last
Til we’re drinking out of the same glass again

And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I’ll wait for you”
-“Patient Love” by Passenger

NaPoWriMo #18: “Limbo” by Maggie McGinity

By Maggie McGinity

Should I be relieved?
Should I be disappointed?
Did I ever believe
I’d ever be appointed?

Could suit me quite well for awhile
But it doesn’t go
With our usual style

I’m starting to fantasize about leaving
Taking all my things
They wouldn’t miss me
But the structure I bring

I’m starting to dream about running away
But away isn’t where I want to stay
No, not far away
It might be easier if I were a stray
But I’m not
At the strangest time
Every I wanted, I got

I’d like to walk and talk along new streets
But I don’t know where on Earth we could meet

Although limbo
Could suit me quite well for awhile
It doesn’t go
With our usual style

I’m scared that I’ve done the math wrong
And I’m scared of my own siren song
I’m scared misguided loyalty
Will take me away from me
I’m scared of connections I leave behind
I’m scared of notes and I’m scared of rhymes
I just want to be gone, I just want to be free
I just want you there with me”


“She took a step and didn’t want to take any more, but she did.”
-“The Book Thief” by Markus Zusak

NaPoWriMo #17: “Down Court” by Maggie McGinity

A bit behind on the poeming, but I should be caught up by Wednesday.

Down Court
By Maggie McGinity

Drove down for two hours
Again in this place
Nostalgia holds powers
Can’t be reasoned or reckoned with
Every myth gains rapid pace

Coming back is strange
Looking at the changes
And what stays the same
Someday I’ll lose sight of this game
Someday this’ll just be a name.”


“No matter what they wish for, no matter how far they go, people can never be anything but themselves. That’s all.”
“Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman: 24 Stories” by Haruki Murakami

NaPoWriMo #16: “Render” by Maggie McGinity

by Maggie McGinity

Really, now’s not a good time
Everything squishes together today
Like if I have a minute for my mind to digest
I’ll lose every ounce of progress
Enough is the fear, though, excitement to know
Forgetting where I need to go.”


“Money can’t buy happiness, but it certainly is a stress reliever.”
-Besa Kosova

NaPoWriMo #15: “Write a Poem” by Maggie McGinity

Write a Poem
By Maggie McGinity

Write a poem
Before you get home
In the quiet containment of this car
Music on the radio
No one here to stay it though
Who you aren’t and who you are

Raised-voice conversations
Triplets and vacations
Countdowns that don’t conclude with red lights
Same old song, third time today
But so wrong to send away
Alone await the bed sights”


“Take you away from that empty apartment
You stay and forget where the heart is
Someday if ever you love me you’d say it’s okay”
-“Empty Apartment” by Yellowcard