“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” Ernest Hemingway Create, create, At least create. Come out, Expand, See, Express. Touch, Refine, Just be your best. Do something Be something. Anything. Create, create, At least create. What else will I do with you, Where else shall I put…
“I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. Maybe we’re from the same star.” Emery Allen A smile; Creases by the eyes Wearing no disguise You rise Before me You rise. Crystals in your eyes Mesmerise, They hold me tight They shine a light On my songs,…
“The price of being misunderstood, he thought. They call you devil or they call you god.” Richard Bach Struggling for words An incoherent Mess, of Failing; Grammar Illogical Incomprehensible Mumbo jumbo. Yet the Madwoman Still is.
“If you don’t get lost, there’s a chance you may never be found.” Anonymous Torn.Stuck.Unsure. Think more or lessTo pass this test?Do more or ignore?Which is the right shore?Remember or forget?How do I untangle this net? Which way?Left, right, Up, down, Around?Lost, lost, not found. A pilgrimWhose footsteps by snow have been veiled This time, she feels, her…
“When you don’t know yourself, who you are and what you want, you just become a product of your environment – a leaf that gets blown each and every way until it just lands, in a big pile of mud, and gets stuck.” Evan Sutter Flower in the wind I be When painfully I seek to…
“We are homesick most for the places we have never known.” Carson McCullers Golden glow Ruby leaves Gleaming crystals Row these hills. Wondrous peace Murmurs, whispers; Calm and still I finally be As marvel, awe Wash over me. Golden glow Ruby leaves Warmth and silence Blanket me, Cocooned and cradled I feel to be. Golden glow…
“Tears are words that need to be written.” Paulo Coelho Tears stream down, Abruptly Arrogantly. No omens Had spoken. Salty tracks Baffling. Familiar. Like old friends Who bluntly left And whom you’ve tried Hard to forget. Wonted pain, You again, Implacable, No form, no name. Shallow breathing, Heavy breathing, Disarmed I try Not to move.…
“The tongue has no bones, but is strong enough to break a heart.” Anonymous It’s in my belly, Rising quietly Rumbling tightly Clenching closely, The fear, the doubt. And so I’m heading Down the rabbit hole As painful slander Shatters my fragile shell. What was once Is seemingly no more As the phoenix fails to rise…
“We’re each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion trying to emerge into something solid, something real.” Libba Bray Inarticulate I still exist. Image and identity At odds, A struggle. I, a fluid form With no contours.
“I’m trying to climb up both walls at once.” Charles Olson Fucking Frustration A nice alliteration, A kind of meditation That is truly a sensation, Perhaps even a salvation? Smashing, ripping, beating, chewing, All the things I end up doing. Scribbling, raving, bobbing, tapping, Maybe even humming? Actually, anything to keep me running from the…