#FoDiByLi Poetry: The Month of Mood #25 – Embarrassed

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Mon 25 October 2021

Use the pictures and/or today’s mood prompt as inspiration for a poem or story:


(You don’t need to use the actual mood word in your work, just try to capture the theme or emotion created by the word.)

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Senryu – Fear Within

Live within your fear
and you will never find peace
within your own mind.


Fib – A Ghost

over you
that you have not first
placed over yourself throughout life.


The Month of Mood – October 2021

This months prompts are all about emotion.
When September is a month of transition and change. October should be a month in which we are active and achieving, but not at the expense of the things we want and the things we feel.

The month of mood is a creative space and time to think and reflect, to consider your emotions and the places they come from. Whether by writing poetry or short-fiction, painting or creating music find a way to expressively explore the themes of the moods and emotions explored on the daily writing prompts shared at 7:30am each morning.

As always, share when you can and when you feel inspired.

Mood Wheel – Pinterest

The Month of Mood was inspired by an interesting Pinterest pin, which I’ve linked to here.

Poetry on #FoDiByLi

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Villanelle – Embarrassed

I am more embarrassed by my shame;
when the fault was never mine
and yet I took the blame.

The hurt so hard to tame;
virtue taken is a crime,
left embarrassed by my shame.

It took from me my name;
and I paid the largest fine.
when I had to take the blame.

I never felt the same.
A star which couldn’t shine,
embarrassed and ashamed.

They called it “just a game,”
and teachers never have the time.
So I had to take the blame.

Will this hurt always remain
or will I one day cross the line,
where I will overcome my shame
and no longer accept blame.


Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash

Triolet – Haunted

I am haunted by my past;
a ghost, I have nurtured with hate.
The impression I left was my last;
I am haunted by my past.
From my end the die are cast,
the rest is up to fate.
Though I am haunted by my past;
a ghost I have nurtured.


Author’s Note:

These poems were written as a response to The Month of Mood writing prompt #25: “Embarrassed”

The main theme running through these poems is that of shame, of an experience which defines us, which we carry with us thereafter.

It relates to an experience of trauma which I recently explored for the first time with my counsellor and found myself seeing that moment I had kept tucked away in the deep, dark corner within my mind in the harsh, yet necessary light of exposure.

I see now not just the trauma of the event, but of the actions thereafter of those in powerful positions who placed the burden of blame upon my shoulders to carry myself rather than accepting their responsibility and duty of care to protect all, as opposed the majority who safely conformed to the standard set and imposed by society.

I am a product shaped by my experience, like a rock in the ocean eroded over time into a pebble; left glistening and smooth, a mere trinket where once I may have been a powerful force.

“The moment she was cursed, I lost her. Once it wears off- soon- she will be embarrassed to remember things that she said, things she did, things like this. No matter how solid she feels in my arms, she is made of smoke.”

Holly Black, Red Glove

Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash

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Cinquain – Shame

I recognise,
signs, the same as before,
like swallowing led to carry


Haiku – Shell

Shells are cast aside
with no regard for inside
aesthetic value.

Florida, USA (September 2008) ©DSCoremans

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