PATIENCE AND THE TROLL

Originally posted on HASTYWORDS:
Today I look like I do any other day from an outsider’s perspective.  However, today I have put myself in time out.  I am not allowed to have any important conversations about feelings.  I am not allowed to think destructive or self-deprecating thoughts.  I am not allowed to sit and sulk. …

RAMBLING POST

Daily Prompt: Rare Medium I am a poet because I suck at writing.  This post tells someone a lot about who I am in relation to the blogospher.  And there are a lot of great blogs mentioned.  So, in a way this, is my appreciation rant revisited. Daily Prompt : On the Edge   I…

HER HANDS

WRITTEN BY PRIMALNIGHTS AND HASTYWORDS   ♥ The night was darker than most As she swept the porch, again alone She felt the heat of the night, heavy Remembering passions of the past Memories she tried to sweep away But the pull to them were much too great She wore a light cotton dress, nothing…

HER STARE

  Written by PMAO and HastyWords ♥ Her stare unnerved me I’d seen her here before I wasn’t sure what she saw But her eyes were seeing me   Her stare intrigued me It roamed my body like a caress I felt it move up and down Like cool fingertips   Her stare warmed me…

JUST ME

– I am among millions of overweight fighting to make the image in the mirror match the image appropriate for society. – I am not young which means I am older than young. – I don’t wash my hair everyday.  Sometimes, if it looks amazing I can go three days. – I have a small…

CANVAS WORLD

This new duet partner has some mad skills.  I wrote just four lines and he re wrote into this beautiful poem!       Written by Mr Mary and HastyWords   ♥     Penitently approaching his End like fools their Folly,   the outlines of final thoughts take shape on a blank canvas.  …

EXTREME SPORTS – PEN PAL EDITION

I was up awhile last night thinking about people…friendships to be more exact.  I have had a lot of people in my life come and go and some have come again.  My daughter is learning how to be a good friend and learning the woes of it too.  I don’t think we, as adults, ever…