Right down the length of your shuddering spine
Sometimes the muse just wants to play with you. You should always let her. Otherwise she gets cranky; and that ain’t pretty.
she follows insincerity / confuses illusions / haunting the lightened path / steps softly intruding / eluding / knowledge of the way / trees sh…
I found your old letters today / And the smell of lilacs filled the room / Along with my thoughts / I tried to shut them out but I couldn’t ...
Games. Nothing short of a rough ride. This work was featured in the “All Out Emotion” group
Temper tantrums, ugly looks / Teeth bared, and nails like hooks
Thats life! It’s been like this at my house today. Two teenagers, one far more noisy than the other – it’s so easy to take the side of the wrong one in the name of peace and quiet, thinking, the quiet one won’t answer back, but it doesn’t always work – Something I try to avoid at all costs here,
For each person counts in the sound they make / All are instrumental in shaping the future
This poem came from thinking about history and how it does often repeat and how we can make a difference, even if its through what we think, what lives in our hearts …
If you gave a little / And played a little / And offered your mind a little / And fuck it, thought to use your goddamn brain a little Th…
Frustration bordering on despair bordering on distraction. PS – this piece has nothing at all to do with ‘Nothing’ ;)
to run along a white trimmed beach with / little yellow shells buried half in the sand…
The innocence of children playing on a beach. / Could we all still do it? We should all at least want to.
The popularity contestants, bloat, on mined heavy metals, and hot air balloons
A real penny for your thoughts
Did he have to pull me off my bike / and drag it across the ground? / I hope my neck doesn’t bruise, so / a chain lock does come in handy th…
The rape of a 10 year old by a stranger, who had already been sexually abused for many years before / MCN: C11A5-04236-0B38F
Don’t imagine / For one moment / That she was ever / Fooled / She was only / Playing dumb / Your little Pawn / Was having Fun / She wanted to wat…
You are a thousand volts to me…...
Come with me / To the land / Where we can play / Hold my hand / When we get there / We’ll eat jelly beans / And we shall play out / All our d…
Thank you Vulcan!!! Please check out Vulcan’s other awesome artwork on the RB.
I want to grab you and pull you close to me, rubbing your excitement all over myself
I did not know that I would call you Munchie… / Peanut Butter / Pumpkin Eater / Puff-a-lump / Or that I would dance with you, everyday / Sm…
Babies grow so very quickly. My son is no exception! It seems that he was just being handed to me like a little baby burrito, all red and squinty! Now I am planning his first birthday party…albeit 3 months in advance…but still!! This poem is for him of course. Though he grows fast, I have no regrets, because I truly savor our time together and that’s all you can do!
turned kitchen things, like empty bottles / and broken springs / to floating castles and fairy wings
Piece of a happy space.
“I am brown. / Not uncommon. I am simple. Easily used, often abused.”
A headstone, / Mired in the bog, handsome / And stately, like the terrible / Flame that burnt in the mind.
Thoughts In My Everflowing Stream Of Consciousness…..
The bag is not irrelevant but it’s appearance, size and purpose is.
Inspired by life, and my love of Bertolt Brecht’s epic theatre and Constantin Stanslavski
CHANGE…..what a concept
Featured in Live, Love, Dream May 2009! I am honored, blessed and floored by this feature. Thank you so much!! Then Jesus told him, “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” ~John 20:29 Choose Greatness…Choose GOD! When given the option for greatness in life, it’s easy to opt out time and time again, until it becomes a habit. “This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers. If anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in him? Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth. This then is how we know that we belong to the truth, and how we set our hearts at rest in his presence whenever our hearts condemn us. For God is greater than our hearts, and he knows everything.” ~1 John 3:16-20
I listened attentively / the sounds wrapping fingers round my ears
A recital of music, / my sisters last concert of her course
I can see flowers growing / Trees filled with leaves / I can see the beautiful leaves / Blowing in the breeze I can see children playin…
To play like a child / In A Secret Garden again / To hold hands / With an old friend / To run between the trees / And be out of breathe / W…
Inspired by Wanda Lechene’s Secret Garden 2…Please check out Wanda’s other / awesome artwork on the RB.
...to do as done beyond the ways of which is seemed bequethed to us…
great works overtake the artist.
(PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION FIRST) JASON: (JASON turns away from her. Pause.) I’m going to bed. SARAH: Fine… (She listens) It’s st…
This is an extract towards the end of a short play I wrote for Uni 2 years ago. I’m quite proud of the piece, and this is one of my favourite parts. I don’t know how well it will work as an extract because there are some references to things which have significance earlier in the play (like the fact that Sarah never finishes any of her writing). Please let me know what you think of if you’d like to read the entire piece. What gradually unravels earlier in the play is that Sara has had an abortion and is now regretting it. She’s been a little messed up ever since and Jason can’t seem to understand. It’s putting a strain on their relationship. At this point in the play the separation between them lessons and Sara manages to lead Jason into her imaginary story of their ‘could have been’ daughter. It’s a kind of bittersweet moment for the couple. The entire play is set in their bedroom, which consists merely of a white double bed, white dresser and mirror.
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