MASTERING CHANGE

Change. It happens whether we expect it or not.  It’s how we get from one moment to the next.  Each moment we can be one of three things.  Better off.  Worse off. Or the same. My daughter is studying Newton’s Laws of motion in Science class.  This strikes me as highly relevant because all the…

MY PROMISE

I can’t promise tomorrow That it will be void of sorrow But I can promise my smile My listening ear, my arms Hugs full of loving strength Standing in wait to renew you A friend here to help mend you Give me your heart to protect Until you can stand again Until you have strength…

CARDBOARD CUTOUTS

The faces look the same Stuck on Popsicle sticks Dancing around clapping Waiting for you to dance Do some tricks! Flip some flips! Maybe do… Something dangerous! We don’t care about you Just entertain us And if you don’t Then onto the next Just stand still Let me look at you Tilt your head just…

MOURNING

  The writing seemed wrong Sideways scrawls, tilted Different directions Non-linear and broken A puzzle of cursive loops Waiting to be seen By her eyes But they won’t be Not ever Because Written by her Eyes shut Tears falling She realized the words If connected Would destroy the world She had created All that was…

#BeReal – Sarina Steinlein

Title: Why does the creative spirit dare to #BeReal? Written by: Sarina Steinlein Blogger at: Sarina Steinlein   Why do poets write? Why do artists paint? Why do musicians sing? What is this compulsion of the creatively minded individual? Some will say the reason for their sleepless nights and endless consummation of caffeine is a…

I NEED… REST

Written by: Sarah Fader Author of Old School/New School Mom Inside my body I ache The door is open I stand outside of it The cool draft comes fast faster I feel it I don’t know how to make it stop make it stop I can’t make it stop the wind is so cold it…

HER SILENCE

Written by: Peter Olsen Blogger at: The Razor’s Edge I have no poetry No song No creative thought to help me. My voice…she has escaped. On the long journey away. How I have missed that spirit Who guides every stroke of my pen. That quiet sweetness and angst But alas she has left me. In the…

AND I WILL BE NEW

I wrote this in April 2015 but it feels appropriate for today.  See you next in 2016.   xoxo Hasty After all the kicking And our bones Are finished breaking After all the cutting And our souls Are finished carving After all the crying And our tears Are finished shedding After all the burning And…

UGLY ME

My guest today is Jain. Jain is anonymous.  Do I know her?  Maybe I do and maybe I don’t. I will tell you I relate to many of the things she writes about. Am I normal?  Are other people like me?  Does anyone else… Jain has some things to say and she would love if you…