My words get drawn Letter by letter And by the time they are spoken They are nearly all faded As transparent as invisible ink Passed over and overlooked Not important Or too insignificant The power put into them Stolen By passing parades Negligent attention spans And broken concentration
I can’t feel my words I draw the dots, spots Meticulously one by one And I’m connecting them Constellations of emotion Designs for all to see But I don’t recognize The pictures I’ve drawn Meaningless ramblings Inside my brain, jumbled Upon the starry sky And I sit and wonder If they’ll ever amount Accumulate…
I am not a writer. I am very adamant on this point. I write but that doesn’t make me a writer. A writer spends many hours learning the art of writing. They learn the rules and understand its etiquette. I know some amazing writers and to call myself a writer would seem disrespectful. BUT you…
My Relationships Are Hard guest today is J.C. Hannigan. Love is what we all want and crave. To get love we have to give love. It is a two way street. But if I had to pick something just as important as love it would be communication. This is a wonderful piece and I am…
Do you ever feel like you have a million things to say to a hundred different people but you don’t because you are afraid they won’t hear you? They won’t care? They won’t understand? We are becoming words on a screen. Body language is being left out. I can say I need help but you…
I wander through the hallways Straightening pictures that I took Smiling at the memories And every place we stood I’ll leave them hanging As I pack every single box There on the same wall With the same ticking clock I will leave the story written For others to erase Because I don’t have the heart…
My guest today, Lisa A Listwa, was a high school teacher for fifteen years and she has a LOT of great things to say about this topic. I can’t even IMAGINE what being a teacher to teenagers is like. I am good with my ONE kiddo at home. Actually, who am I kidding? I can…
