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  • SCREAM RANT
    by pauldrobertson

    I will watch a bird that steals time and feeds it to its children howl across the pale sky of morning.

    a little mad. wish it would go away sometimes.

  • over view
    by smallangryr

    Leave your media driven assumptions at the door

    Random observations

  • The Sacred Land of Woman: Pt2: The Right to Chocolate
    by Mel Sinclair

    Chocolate is an experience of the taste, mind, body and soul. They’re all aligned beautifully in those brief few minutes. Chaos blurs, bi…

    Part 2 of the Sacred Land of Woman. / A series of rants/ descriptions of me wax lyrical about the little things that women treasure as part of their being, some of which others may not understand.

  • How I Make Pictures...
    by JenniferB

    birth death slapped smacked revived breath rebirth thoughts feelings trigger smaller bigger actions reactions fight flight wrong right da…

    How I make pictures… An Autobiography

  • Sometimes...
    by Michael Alesich

    ...life will fuck around with your mind. / play like an antagonist / twist a knife right into your back / drag you forward with a carrot t…

    Sometimes… ...You just have to say something

  • An Insight Into My Art and Writing... Screw the Mythology of the Reclusive Writer...
    by JenniferB

    I used to have a blog, a very therapeutic one, whereby I’d vent and rant about everything and anything that had ever hurt me or pissed me…

    Some writers are so damn inspiring, that they cause me to release the contents of my bowels, all over their little red bubbles!!! Sorry lolowe!!! ;-) xox The uninhibited expression of Art, has always posed a bit of a dilemma for me… How to be both honest and constructive at the same time? Sometimes I still fuck it up, it’s so easy to slide back into that negative chain of thought, especially if you suffer from a number of mental illnesses, including depression, such as myself, but in general, I think I’m beginning to get a handle on this thing called Art… Maybe? I don’t know… I’m subject to change… ;-)

  • Spells, Voices and the Eternal Debate
    by dimarie

    debate of the voices within…

    All writing images poetry and lyrics copyright dimarie painter / MCN: C1270-1247B-C943B

  • Piscean ramblings
    by dimarie

    Scatty piscean, / Where is your soul… / Gone off swimmin, / Into the cold… / Trippa piscean, / Your heart it is bleedin, / The truth you’re…

    All writing images poetry and lyrics copryright dimarie painter / MCN: CAFE8-6D13A-521C2 dont ask! mind was going too fast for the pen to keep up. does any of this mean anything? / maybe. maybe not. / sometimes I just write instead of draw. / And things like these come into existence.

  • the reasons behind the winter blues
    by dimarie

    Every word has its meaning… / and a glimpse into why i’m me… / But it all sometimes will get a jumbled, / In the flow of thought from me…

    All writing images poetry and lyrics copryright dimarie painter / MCN: CDCD6-74CD1-39133

  • Casualty of Depression
    by dimarie

    Your eyes have lost their lustre, / Your smile I see no more, / Your lack passion for all around you, / Your depression is eating my soul…...

    All writing images poetry and lyrics copyright dimarie painter / 637FE-46E2D-C4743 Some people who are very dear to me are goin thru the depths of depression… / as much as I will be there for them, and do all i can… / sometimes i feel i am a bit of a casualty of their despair… / my own feelings and pain and issues are pushed aside, kept hidden, so as to give them what they need…. / I cant be there if i’m focusing on my own issues… / but sometimes it all gets a bit much / but we will get thru it / no matter how long it takes… edited to add…. / I understand depression, and its power… / those of you who know me, will knhow of my own depression that I have had since i was a child…and my utter contempt for my own depression, and denial and defiance of it that i go thru daily to the point where quite often i can come across as quite positive…full of life. / Its usually an act…to a degree…. / no words i speak are lies, i mean all of what i say, i see the good in all things, and its thru this that i have been chewed up and spat out too many times to count / and i have forgiven some of those who did wrong onto me / but others i havnt been able to… / this despair of my own, is always brimming just under the surface / always there waiting for me to get knocked down even slightly so it can consume me… / and so it does sometimes / but then the highs of life will kick in and i feel so great and truly positive and i have love and smiles for everything…. / nothing is really that bad…. / not lack of funds or food… / or peoples shitty moods / or dealing with all the past… / but it doesnt last / its never strong enough to coax my loved ones out of their own despair / and at times i have to leave / breathe / because their despair is contaminating my happy delusions… it threatens…no it does…take the sweetness out….. / and they see it…they see me breaking… / and it kills them / and that kills me / and its such a bit if a twisted mess / But i am resolved to be there for them / be there to the end

  • REVOLUTION?
    by ToastedGhost

    whilst sofas / slowly suck the life force / from couch potato voyeurs

    Just me having a rant!

  • to be Out of the BOX ...
    by VanSnuG

    are You? In or Out?

    I ATE too much CHOCOLATES.

  • Ismene's Rant
    by izzybeth

    The dogs and birds would have had their way. You could hear her. wailing…

    20090303

  • Where Are Your Manners?
    by lisabella

    we know what loyalty is, and that is something that is 100% better than you

  • Tired of the Dream Thing...
    by Sam Dantone

    I want the real thing, with molecular structure. Tired of the dream thing. I just want to touch her. Always the same thing. / ...

    Written years ago and never shared before now. Sam Dantone

  • Seeds and Weeds...
    by Sam Dantone

    “If you are sad, plant a seed. If you are mad, pull a weed.” Sam and Karen Dantone 12:12AM April 1, 2002

    My wife, Karen, and I came up with this one. It is the artifact of silly back and forth banter, much like we do every night. Sam Dantone

  • Will I ?...
    by Sam Dantone

    The full moon, and the setting sun, in the same sky. I’m headed south, and I’m asking why. Will I ever know? Will I? / ...

    A true story… Headed south on Interstate 5 to southern Oregon. The setting sun and the full moon were both in the same sky. I asked and still do not know why… Sam Dantone

  • Government
    by Luke Luther

    Who is the Government?

  • sshh careful careful
    by wildwomenlove

    and births / a brave new world / a new brave world / sshh careful, careful

    SPIN rules our world / at what cost to us and our Spirit ? we are being ‘insured’ into a corner / in the name of safety and care… / political correctness, labelling and ‘privacy’ shuts down our voices… / corporations act as mafia… / water restrictions for homes not industry… / rules and regulation lists grow and grow… / plastic surgery is the norm for boobs even at 14… / restraining and force feeding animals… / genetically modified corporations are at war with the natural producers… our moral compass is not only broken / it’s totally off the map… Featured /

  • Rant #1
    by Jason Sinner

    We yearn for the future / so much we destroy our past / NOW is the word of the day / no such thing as patience / we drive so fast we can’t lo…

  • aN iLL wIND bLOWS (Red writing room exercise)
    by Rick Mc Mahon

    Every day I am forced into this little room that shits me to tears. Packed in wall to wall with life’s maggots I feel the uncontrollable …

    Just a rant

  • pure manure
    by wildwomenlove

    your lips move in a rhythm / your lips they never stop / you spout words like a fountain / you spout words in your sleep

    sometimes silence is golden…

  • Loquacity
    by ianez

    you, you have lips that could articulate pre-existant words,

    i pour / these poor / words / late / in the / dark / alone / in my / house.

  • Split Tongue
    by ArcadiaTempest

    Hooking my heart on words that did not know me / I rolled them around my tongue / And the forced pretense of / Slithered under my belly / Sp…

    Ok…. I fess up

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