Written by John Bentz and HastyWords Creaking trees ice-laden Limbs snapping, echoing Eerie quiet unsettling My heart shaking in the dark I can feel your angry eyes Staring at me from beyond Your fingers digging into my flesh A ghostly reminder of your touch The burden that you laid upon me Is…
Another beautiful lady I met at DFWCON. Follow her on twitter @kimmieAnnWrites or her website here. Written by Kimmie Easley and HastyWords I tied the anger in ribbons, silky red Hid it in a trunk, kissed it goodnight I tucked it in each night, held it tight Protecting me, helping me put up a fight…
I am so happy my beautiful friend Sarah decided to write a poetic duet with me. Be sure to check out her blog and support her by clicking here. Written by Sarah Bale and HastyWords ♦ There is a pain in my heart Stabbing reminders That won’t go away No matter how hard I try…
My first duet with Shackled and Crowned. If you haven’t seen her blog I urge you to visit. I enjoyed writing this piece. “It doesn’t matter if you and everyone else in the room are thinking it. You don’t say the words. Words are weapons. They blast big bloody holes in the world. And words…
WRITTEN BY Alex Hicks and HastyWords Words ignite like dangerous fireworks A spreading detonation of sparks A dramatic uncontrolled display Threatening mischief before leaping into the sky Each letter bringing forth colors Like a painting on a canvas Swirls of reds, yellows, greens and blues Painted by a delicate hand Beautiful…
Yesterday, I was sick. Stuck in bed and to put it nicely, I was cranky. I don’t like being sick…wasting time. But PassionWriting and Think.Speak.Tryst. both kept me entertained with writing. I love you girls and am glad we are becoming such good friends. This poetic duet is by the beautiful Jen LeFever with Think.Speak.Tryst.…
They sat, hate burning hot Watching her like prey Wishing she hadn’t come They spit mean words And snide angry comments Too loud not to be overheard She believed she could do it For her daughter She smiled and hugged She told stories and laughed But each moment Tested her resolve And she grabbed a…
It was late… I was home, had my game face on and was trying my best to be a wife and mom. I had gone to a festival with my family, met some friends there, and had a good time. On the sidelines though taking up space in my head were some insecurities brewing. In…
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