Keeping Me Accountable

  I don't know about you, but I'm tired! I don't know if it's the end of the week, the bad sleeping, the low iron (all of the above :P)... I feel empty. That's not a good place for a writer. When you feel empty, you don't feel like you have anything to give your characters. No matter how much better you're feeling about yourself.
  I've been realizing lately that I need to make goals, and reward myself for meeting them. I also need people praying for me, and keeping me accountable. That's where you come in. (As a quick aside that was exciting and made me feel very grateful, one of my favourite author's, Julie Lessman, prayed for me yesterday after I commented on a post of hers and mentioned my getting ready to start writing my new book!) Anyway, I think it would be good for me to make sure that I share something that I've written once a week on here. It'll keep me accountable, push me forward and focus on the writing and not getting it perfect. And it will also give you guys a chance to give me some feedback.
  With as tired as I was after work, I didn't write this today. I actually wrote it last summer. But it's a poem I like, and it can still ring true for me. And we all have to start somewhere. So here it is:

The all day longings
Dreams of sweetest slumber
Subside
Pushed off by meloncholy muses of en huit
Of happily afters
Perhaps never to occur
Upon times not yet arrived
Without onces or twices
Thrice only lived in the sweetest of dreams
Of which my body now denies
Why allow that which has not been earned?
Instead these lonely lies swirl in constant company
Of reminders not of what has been or will be lost
But what has not yet to be
And so lie my hopes
Not unlike the want of my body
Prostrate
Unwilling to move for fear of being found wanting
In these wishes
Fear that movement will dash the future hope of dreams
Cosmos christen the night sky
Each star a playful wink
A gentle kiss
Not yet given or recieved
Unobscured
Unhindered
Unwavering
Unyielding
Until it's endlessness,
It's quiet passion
is sought out
Found in the hearts and eyes and on the lips
Of waiting lovers
Coyly courting
A lasting embrace
Sought solely
In evenings depths
When days distractions discard
When brightest earthly lights dim
Drowning noise wanes
Washed out by truest silence
Skies curtains drawn back
Revealing
Reveling in the reflection of one's truest self
Grotesque enchantment thrills
In all that I am not may mar perfect beauty
True loveliness is found in the un-symetry
of a sky
of a face
of a heart
Misinformed mistakes to some but boastly beautiful
to the One who made it so.
This truth calls to my heart
Whispers what should be enough
More than
Though beats deny it's rightly ring
And blinds close once more
To capture captive cries
Trading lovely truth for lonely lies
For lonely lies alone
No matter that
warmth of bodies
or chilled evening shadows
nestle close.

Time to get some sleep now. Night all!