I read this last night after a very long day and two very long nights. I read this as if it was meant for me and then I read it as if I had written it for others. There is a magical healing in these words. I don’t ever want these words to disappear. I…
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Filtered. Disguised. Hidden. I feel like a lot of us spend our lives presenting a certain “portrait” of ourselves to the world. We portray only certain parts of us to those around us. We hide the struggles in our lives and do not open up about the less than…
BECAUSE I UNDERSTAND THIS
I posted a poem/story/photograph earlier today. In the photograph I mentioned Kristina Hickman. In linking her name to a post she did earlier this year I found this one. Kristina is important to me. She is important to my family. Kristina, I love you… THIS poem… I am so sorry… I wish I…
This duet is surrounded by a story written by Christopher De Voss with Long Awkward Pause. The picture is of my friend Kristina Hickman and taken at an abandoned rail maintenance station in El Reno, Oklahoma. I really love how this simple duet turned into a complete piece of mixed media. Please visit Long Awkward…
Take some time and check out this new duet partner. Thank you for writing with me WBDEEJAY Written by WBDEEJAY AND HASTYWORDS What do we have? There is a ring on your finger Twenty years of history have flowed through it That hand still holds mine Still searches for me Absentmindedly What do we…
This poem was more Alka’s than mine so please sing some praise HERE. WRITTEN BY ALKA RANJAN AND HASTYWORDS Rain drums my window Tiny heartbeats marching As I linger inside waking My sleep slowly departing Opening my eyes slowly I peeped into darkness Hearing the heartbeats frantic I touched his face by my side…
WRITTEN BY SERINS AND HASTYWORDS Darkness was Ever present Planted inside A truth told At birth Clinging to My unformed Identity Him I behold From dusk Til dawn His name My bleak reality ♠ Darkness is My life Before me Past and present Clashing My heart Pierced over And over again My body…
I am happy to have Helena Hann-Basquiat, my favorite story weaver, guest blog here today. Using 14 words Helena has created14 different variations of this love poem. Please be sure to visit her blog here and show her some fan love. WRITTEN BY HELENA HANN-BASQUIAT my bed (was never California never was) my bed …
Please take time to visit and say hello to another new duet partner! SERINS WRITTEN BY SERINS AND HASTYWORDS Phantom wings Turn still air into chaos When they hover near Harassing me with fear Feathers course Filled with discord Cutting deep into emotion Phantom breath Falls upon my tense neck Playing staccato with my pulse…
