FIREFLY EYES

Written by Richard Ankers and HastyWords   The flowers were colorful and bright But it was in the dark of night That the beauty they possessed Transformed the landscape for a time   Luminous against the darkness Fragile petals unclenched In the slightest midnight breeze And dusted the land in starlight pollen   Sparkling like…

SKIPPING PAST THE DEVIL

WRITTEN BY PRIMAL NIGHT’S AND HASTYWORDS   The fire burned far too hot Thick blistery bubbles grew On painted yellow walls I felt the camera follow me As I got lost in every hall   My senses, taste and smell, claw at me Sorting through disjointed memories Glimpses of shimmering flesh, and shadow Flash in…

CONCEITED by Gunnar Jones

There is a song by Shane Henry named Beauty in the Struggle that I am always reminded of when I think of Gunnar Jones.  Some of the most beautiful people are thrown into some of the hardest struggles.  I am pleased to publish this guest blog written by Gunnar Jones.  You can follow him on…

A MUSING

WRITTEN BY BRANDON JAMES AND HASTYWORDS I spent the day searching For a smile painted landscape A sun for me to embrace A moon to love my shadow Or a man with a horse Cursing the church bells for sport To my devices, using side doors and stairs I spent the night stirring and combing…

“THE JOURNAL OF WALL GRIMM” 95 by Sage Doyle

Ahhhhhh I am so very excited that Wall Grimm is back.  He took a break from his journal and it nearly killed me.  Please, if you aren’t already, follow Sage Doyle “The Journal of Wall Grimm” 95 Hasty’s Accout of Devastation, Oklahoma City Tornado When Hasty, Pete, Patrick, and I were traveling along Route 66, we…

CHILDREN PLAYING

Written by This Old Toad and HastyWords   Summer laughter floating fog Children playing everywhere Please quiet the barking dog Rhyme with me today I dare   Feel the cool dancing breeze And the suns glow shine warm The trees flowing teasing As we sit and rhyme without a care   Knowing this makes a…

MOMMA’S LIGHT

I was always paranoid and afraid of every corner in my room I could feel them watching me, waiting to take me What if they came again tonight, their hungry faces angry Fright often laced my eyes up tight as I tried hiding in the night   I can see them momma…out of the corners…