HE SAID SHE SAID

Where are you now That the ink smeared Itself across the page Blurring black and white Hiding motivations Condemning intentions Dividing all endeavors For dignity and respect Where are you now That the exposure Has us frostbitten Naked and scarred Everything given up Bared and sacrificed Once again Once again Once again And no more…

A WEEKEND ROMANCE

She felt like a school girl with her first crush. Butterflies crashed around obnoxiously in her stomach. She silently scolded herself for being so dramatic, but to be fair she was flying high on drugs which wasn’t really part of her initial night’s plan. She had given in to the suggestions they made everything better…

DAYDREAM

The slight shade tickled my toes As it danced around the sunlight Whizzing dragon flies chased Daffodils and sunflowers That played tug of war with the breeze Don’t they know? Don’t they care? That their time is terribly short The leaves will turn and briskly fall The dragonflies will begin to freeze And the flowers…

KEEP RIDING

The merry-go-round keeps spinning. I used to think life was a roller coaster with all its ups and downs but when I look back I see it’s really more of a merry-go-round that spins at different speeds. Merry-go-rounds are always more enjoyable when you have someone to ride them with.  And then you need someone…

#BeReal – DORI OWEN

My #BeReal guest today is Dori Owen. On #BeingReal I am a storyteller. This is the way I transform my thoughts into #BeingReal. I came off the assembly line a little bit broken, a little bit funny, and with a love of all things creative. Art and writing are how I express my real. This…

#BeReal – RA AVIS

My #BeReal guest today is Ra Avis. I love fairy tales and blanket forts. I love daydreams and dandelion wishes.  I think if you asked most of my friends and family to describe me, these concept would be tossed around. But they’d also tell you, for all my whimsicality, I am  real. My feet are…

#BeReal – RAYMOND BAXTER

My #BeReal guest today is Raymond Baxter. The events in my life that broke me Well. This is my story. A special thanks to the #BeReal series for letting me publish this. I’ll also link to Darla Halyk for giving me the confidence to write this post. For helping me to make the decision to finally admit…

YOU ARE THE SUN

I look out and see a meadow covered in fog.  It is as if the whole world is sad and the earth is listening.  My brain can relate.  Depression feels like that fog.  Drifting silent above the world.  Alone yet not.  An atmosphere confused and heavy. But then the sun comes out and things begin…