The billowing clouds of the past start to part / And the sun of release is at hand….........
So indeed, music does tame the mighty savage beast. / For I am living proof of this amazing tuneful feat!
Was inspired by a piece written by LisaG / / Music is the theme for the July Melbourne writers meet / / Comedy really isn’t my forte but this just flowed, enjoy! ;p / Peace and hugs to you all! :)
He could see the tall minarets against the dawn light and a tremor of excitement pulsed through his aged bones.
Chapter 3: Rani continues his quest to find who sent the letter to his true self calling in a favour and meeting with a real Saudi Prince. The next chapter: Chapter 4 : Rani Ricked Visits Narrate Yolk Here’s Chapter 1 if you missed it : Rani Ricked
Sometime We Will Meet Again / When lightening strikes / The moon is full / And the time is right / You have left / Are in the unknown / I know …
Thank you Helene! Please check out Helene Ruiz’ other awesome artwork on / the RB heleneruiz
TILL WE MEET AGAIN / I will be deaf to songs / There will be no music / I shall just long / For the touch of your velvet lips / For surely I w…
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They never focused on lack / Or fear / They came together wanting / The best outcome for my years,
TO THE WOMEN WHO LIT THE CANDLES …YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.. I MADE THE ART A WHILE AGO FOR YOU WHEN I GOT THE JOB AND THE SPACE!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FROM THE BOTTTOM AND THE TOP OF MY VERY BEING!! / LOVE MY SISTAS HERE!!
I kept walking. I passed the stone house with the blue wooden shutters and the bench outside. I turned to see if I would be sitting there…
Everyone has a past. It’s about accepting people just the way they are.
Shooting at my heart just right / So none can find / That moment of death
MOMENTS.. COME AND GO.. SEEMS.. LIKE.. A BUTTON GETS PUSHED AND I PANIC.. THEN WRITE AND THEN SMILE.. IN A WAY.. REVERTING BACK TO A BABYS DEMEANOR AS I AGE TO DIE (A GREAT MOVIE/STORY BY F.SCOTT FITZGERALD BENJAMAN BUTTON) .. ... ONE MINUTE LAUGHING AND ONE CRYING .. FEELS KINDA LIKE A CHAPTER THAT RAN INTO EACH OTHER..
I don’t want to be here it’s not my scene / The music is awful I’m not that keen / I don’t want to drink I’ve had enough / The conversation’…
When I joined RB in 2008, I was looking at groups to join I found the Six Word Story group, disbanded I fear, which started me on the writing experience…this poem started as a six word story in my mind but was unable to create the atmophere in just six words..so it grew, and now have developed a new passion other than photography, of writing… / I have collaborated with David Petranker and he very kindly agreed for me to use his picture; Always on My Mind to go along side this poem. I welcome critical reviews of my work…please bubble me if you have any constructive comments….
never underestimate a woman who can handle a big block. :D
You remind me of him / You step out of the page / Modelesque in every way / Charm and confidance oozing / Photoshoped ripples and bulges fla…
For some special people in my life :)
We Feel So… / Uplifted As Though… / Life Has Begun
Joy Of Summer
Most couples meet in domes of flesh….
Meeting on the inside first.
when the grass has turned to emerald / the sky is forever blue / and the clouds puff like little pillows / i’ll be waiting for you / when the…
Did I ever tell you about the time / I saw the devil? / penetrating the shadowy darkness / I don’t believe in the Devil / this horrifying spe…
For Twisted Tales Star Twister 51 / Prompt = “Shadow” / Word Count = 350 This is a true story © Matthew Penfold 2009
Resurrection to the purity of letting go / The murderous Set.
For our BiographyofRed to me one of the most amazing writers around .. / the entire Universe. / I am always learning and loving from the tunes of Red.. which by the way seem to sing inside my soul. / . / One of my favorites of Red.. / Your City of Dawn / _What transpired between our bodies was the simplest act in the world / If only our world was not broken and beyond repair I turn my head and press my ear against the door / Press my eye socket to the peep-hole / Inside the lounge-room behind the curtain of African beads / I see my skin shed on the floor / I see your hand pick it up, hang it on a clothes hanger / And hitch it over the corner of the hall-way door / I see your lips move as you talk to it / As though it is a person with a name / Talking as though it is flesh and bones with a beating heart and / I suddenly twist my body against the door / Till I am standing with my back flat against it / My fingers push / And I fall forward / Taking this moment with me and / All the moments that you missed / When I slipped away from you at dawn_. / . / Love you.
She is nice / She is kind / She is subtle / She is compliant / She is nurturing / She loves so much / She is sweet… / Oh the feminine beauty w…
Meeting the Mad Woman featured in Anger Management 28-7-09 Meeting the Mad Woman was written on the 22-7-09
“Why did you move here?” Martin asked, mainly to make her talk again so he could listen to her voice some more.
These stories are all arriving out of order, but we’re getting there. Martin had not long returned from a holiday in the big City before a stranger turned up in his little town. She would have quite an influence…
The corner of his mouth / turned upwards / as if…
Featured in the main writing section and Love Bullets
I find myself thinking about what I look forward to when I am finally with the woman to whom I have given my heart and who calms my soul.
The things I look forward to when the woman I love and I finally meet.
I am so nervous! My heart is playing Chopin / within my clammy, / collapsible throat; / threatening to stop if I / reach / down / to gra…
This was written in July of this year, right before meeting the love of my life for the very first time. More of this to come. ;) / BUT, I wrote this on the plane on the way to meet him (we had met, of course, within words many O’ many a time – novels and novels of words!) but never in person; a very nervous occation, indeed, as you may imagine! / anyway…I am very insecure, and question myself constantly – as in “Why would anyone feel this way about me?” that feeling is so wrapped up in my past, at times, it is like a vice-grip, unable to untangle itself… As for “him”...the rest, as they say, was history (like I said, more of this to come soon)... / today is a rainy day here…hence the miriad of posted poetry. Hope nobody minds. :)
exiled from a thousand miles / keeping distance within reason / aware enough to understand / what was coming with the season / in a heart th…
For those who know little about me, I left the city four years ago for a number of reasons and have lived on my own in a very remote place for that time. In many ways it has been the most solitary and difficult thing I have ever done….but at the time my spirit knew it was necessary. A time of soul-searching that has been extremely cathartic in so many ways. It would have been a waste and a tragedy if it had not been healing too, as it most certainly was. I realized a lot of things about myself during this time ….. it was a necessary time … I am a work in progress as we all are, until the end. None of us will ever attain the ‘perfection’ we seek but we sure can strive to be the best we can be! It is very easy to ridicule, to judge etc., when you are not in another’s shoes and have not lived their life. There have been times when I have been criticized from strange quarters for daring to take time out to ‘research’ and know myself so to speak but I wouldn’t change it now, not for the world. That done I am now in a better position to live the kind of life that I want to live in the heart of society. / I write this poem for the children, the family and the friends that I left behind.
Can you see that? It’s right there at the heart / of my own understanding – / jagged and raised, / like a dusty gravel road, / white like…
For Sweet Cassidy / and everyone of us who bare their scars to healing; themselves, and others. / love you Cassidy!
to realize my quintessence of Spirit has always existed, and will always be a significant part of the great cosmic fabric in the multi-d…
Sharon Mau ~ Ourjrny ~ The Heart Within the Art
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