I have not participated in a daily prompt in ages but then again, I really haven’t blogged much at all lately. I’ve been very strung out by everything going on. My depression got me so far down in the pits I wasn’t sure I’d ever see the sun and think it was worth… Read More Or…what?
Poetry Project #42 Burning Up the Past Heat filled room Smog filled breath Burn– it’s your doom Await now death. Behold the power of the fire. Death at its hour you can only admire. Watch all dreams fade beneath the flame Kill what was made then place the blame. Warm yourself with the heat Shame… Read More Set Flames to Your Memories
My Facebook does not have my full name, it’s very rare that I get a friend request from someone from my past– especially since I moved thousands of miles away at 15. Who would remember me unless they knew my full name and how to spell it? I like to think of myself… Read More The Past Sent a FB Request
The story I’m working on, we’ll call it A & R, has me mentally tied up. I’m at a character crossroad. I have my story line, I have my bullet points of events, and I’m familiar with my characters but one character in particular is giving me trouble. I have this habit of… Read More Character Crossroad
Poetry Project #41 Bleeding Heart White and red Blooming bright Not nearly dead What a beautiful sight. With two fingers Pluck it free Fragrance lingers What a sight to see. Beauty’s in my palm Rip it apart I am not so calm Not with this bleeding heart. May 9, 2001 (Age: 17)
Poetry Project #40 A Stem One petal, two I count them for you Three petal, four They fall to the floor. Heartless nights With stars bright I cry and moan Because I’m alone. Five petal, six Love makes me feel sick Seven petal, eight How much longer is the wait? I’ve had enough I’m not… Read More Don’t Let The Memory Fade
Poetry Project #39 Where the Cold Resides Cold- against my back— it breaks. Chills– my body– it begins to shake. I hold myself– need to keep warm. Goosebumps– over my body they swarm. I close round– form some heat. This emptiness– it must be beat. Neck hairs stand– protect the skin. Nipples erect– cold from within. Skin… Read More Secrets Makes You Cold and Bitter