Some jumpers shut their eyes, afraid of the inevitable impact. I kept my nerve – I forced the fear away and kept mine open, my vision sat…
This piece has been superbly illustrated by Shanina Conway here Look at the picture AFTER you’ve read the story!
The man slid a parcel onto her lap. When she didn’t respond, he gently folded pack the paper to show her the silver fish. “This one s…
I found myself pressed against the front door, straining to make out the black glitter of water. I could hear it creep up over the verge …
*_the wind blew through gaps at the top and bottom of the door / the life dragged on interminably / a bone of contention between heart and …
A Still Life !! Robin Monroe thanks my friend for the an awesome piece of art!!!
Does he know you howl at quarter moons? Does he know you drew constellations in black ink on my skin?
the words… from mariposa i hope this piece is the beginning of something that i can go back to later… prompted by flash fiction’s latest challenge, that i interpreted as being full of desperation, needing to say something and only having an envelope and a splash of ink to get the words out.
all you can do is twirl in the indigo light
dipping my fingers in blue paint for writing workshop
your hand is perfect
her mouth tasted like autumn
How am I supposed to feel about your fragile state, / when all you even did was tap, tap, tap / my fractured glass / with your diamond-head …
This is a poem about my current situation, as told from my stand-point to my almost Ex husband. about being crushed by an alcoholic sucking my soul for so long and almost forgetting what it was like to be alive, loved, respected, listened to, and unafraid to speak. To have, after the better part of 15 years of that, to have found a man, a real man, who actually wants to hear/read what I have to say, and love me for who i am not what they needed to covet or to make to feel small…and how wonderful and alive I feel because of him. :) Thank You!
. / Breathe deep 10 more times Linaji
Musings on a Good Day.. By the Sea..
I kid you not.. out of the window.. a band started to play Proud Mary as I uploaded.. now tell me if life is not pure unadulterated.. folly.. wow. I did not know of a band playing nor did I know their playlist..
Today I am / Back-of-the-closet steel-toed boots, / sitting with my knees folded / up against my rabbit’s-heart chest – / my arms, / their onl…
Sorry…I’m feeling dark and brooding today. This fits me at the moment.
not to repeat the same patterns…
You are here finally … / soft as a whisper, / you come over to me / And you sit down beside me. / “Sugar” you said / “How does that make yo…
Just in the nick of time! / I almost could not believe my feelings today / I felt loved / by this visitor.
As I dance amongst the rocks! / Meet the raging seas! / I trust in you my soul!
This is a collaboration between the Talented AsylumWitch and myself, I would like to Thank her for permission to use her beautiful artwork which inspired me to write :- / As I Dance At The Dawn Of The Apocalypse If you have the time please see / AsylumWitch inspiring work Dancing at the Dawn of the Apocalypse Also the following music were AsylumWitch’s choice / Dance With Night Wind and Silent Hill – Tears of… which I think enhance’s both our works. Live Life For Today And Save A Smile For Somebody Tomorrow FEATURED IN :- / 1) Core [C.O.R.E.] – 23rd October 2009 / 2) Vibration in Art and Verse – VAVoom! – 26th October 2009 “As I Dance At The Dawn Of The Apocalypse” © Copyright – 2009 / All Rights Reserved – / MCN: CUQCH-MDNX9-5KSSJ /
What’s not to like about living? / When turning round you’re standing there
Everything is so overwhelming today.. I feel just like this poem
you sent me a movie of your caring I watched you click on / view seems stunted but the feeling is mutual / words from a great poet you s…
Loving gestures are wonderful / sometimes depending on the day they switch on a feeling / not good nor bad really / however something that gets attention more than the purpose / of the gesture / tis our own agenda of course that dominates everything / that is why I find it hard to believe we could influence a fly / cept in death / but even then the choice seems to be / fight or allow / I like to think if I faced a death and I could choose how / I would respond / I would choose the allowing / and maybe I could stay conscious through the transition / from life to life / anyway I love others / I love me / gestures are are welcome / from you to me.
A silence of Belgium dark chocolate dripplicating on my senses, feeding me lickings of high calorie bliss.
Got me some happy …..And it is slimming for the woes in life ;o)
I wonder… If she were to see her own reflection, shining / exponentially / like some great boon from the arc / of her own abstract, / woul…
This is a metaphor – surprise! lol / The subject here is the Female Angler Fish. Did you know, that the pictures you’ve most likely seen of the angler fish, are all female? These big, beginning of time looking beasts; all big jaws and teeth, complete with a lightbulb lure on top of their head, are all female. the male looks like a tiny, fat guppy. plain as day. To mate, the male sniffs out the female, and attaches itself to the side of her stomach, bites into her flesh with his sharp little teeth, and is slowly absorbed right into her until he is totally gone. His sole purpose is to become her. I thought it so strange and cool that I had to write about it. i’m sure you all understand that need.
The water knows my secret name, / the movements of my breath / to stream / to sea / to moon She speaks to me / in layered mist / her voice…
just trying to get into my almost 2 yr old’s head when he was just watching the forest stream flow; wondering back to beginnings.
reaching for the sky / on ladders of glass
for yoko ono. / i hope that one day she will read it. / jordan busson. 26 november 2009.
written with my velvet pen / I wish to speak quietly of love / love that has no hurry or quarrel / yet there’s a rust mark of barbed wire / ...
This is inspired by accepting the course love has taken us in life…
I’ve heard of dark legends coating the deepest of seas and myths of winged lions guarding perils of every kind
For all those who race against time to just barely be able to grasp and dance to the beat of love. et pour vous, mon amour x Inspired by the Odyssey, and the story of Penelope and Odysseus. La Odisea is Spanish for “The Odyssey”
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