My fictional poem below is inspired by a true story where a woman was found in her home after being dead for six years. HOW? They said nobody noticed due to automatic bill pay. WHAT? Saddens me greatly. I am sorry… you were unnoticed. She never left her home Neighbors mowed her yard I thought…
Depression watched her sitting in the dark stairwell smearing her cheeks with snot and mascara. Nights for her were always like this; they slept she wept. He had been seducing her for months and she never failed to meet him here. Tonight, he would kiss her until she had no breath left and he would…
I recently read the poetry collection by Hughie Gibson. Of all the poetry collections I have read I truly connected to the poems in this book, Hemingway’s Poison. Every emotion is laid out in beautifully poetic verse and just waiting to give you a front row seat to his life. I felt reborn inside each…
About a billion years ago a blogger I knew raved about this talented person he knew, H.E. Ellis. He asked me to read a story he had written for her blog and at the time I remember seeing this book and thinking, “if I ever get back to reading…this book sounds really good”. This was…
Written by Primal Night’s and HastyWords His heart melted as he spoke of contrition The hasty words which wounded her so deeply Clung to him with the smell of cowardice As he, suffering, struggled to mend them. She listened as his words began to crash Twisting into a mass confusion of remorse My tears…
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…
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…
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A new duet partner! Visit his site and show some blogger love 🙂 Written by Bram and HastyWords ♥ The moon was high and dirty The air felt thick with smog I sat peering across the city From the very highest ledge The people looked like ants Crawling through every street Each carried their…
Written by Eric Keys and HastyWords ♦ He bought her a bouquet of blood red roses Hidden in the greenery glinted stainless steel Before the night was through, it was planned Knives piercing, intensifying how they feel ♦ There was no turning back, heels dug in True love always a mortal tragedy so…
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