BEAUTIFULLY DRAWN
Your eyes Absorbed My reality And reflected An image I’d never seen And I was born Fully new Beautifully Drawn Into a world I never Want to leave
Your eyes Absorbed My reality And reflected An image I’d never seen And I was born Fully new Beautifully Drawn Into a world I never Want to leave
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…
It took awhile The beginning of us It took years of waiting To press play I could feel you Part of my world Waiting somewhere To be a part of mine I could sense you Your heartbeat Strong and solid Sometimes failing Sometimes broken Sometimes shattered I could feel you Putting it back together…
ALIVE Written by Rachel E Bledsoe Blogger at: The Misfits of a Mountain Mama I can breathe. The early morning hours announce, “It is time.” Writers, the real ones I know, keep strange bedfellows with those fleeting hours before dawn. I am no different. The clock says 1:34 a.m. and I lay there trying to…
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…
A poem By Briton Underwood 🙂 I yearn to find a home in your thoughts Let me nestle cozily next to your subconscious Like a dream you can’t remember But leaves a smile on your face all day I don’t want you to quite figure me out Like the words to a song you never…
My Relationships are hard guest today is Sara Litchfield. Resilience. Sara uses this word and it hit me how true it is. This post is a beautiful reminder that we aren’t perfect so we can’t expect relationships to be. We try and sometimes we succeed and sometimes we fail. Sara, thank you! I needed this…
It’s nothing new We will survive Time and again in fact Surviving is how we do Our heart hits a snag Sometimes scratched Torn, shredded Broken in two Occasionally blown to bits But the truth is We will all die With a broken heart If we are lucky enough To have battled love
The right person can make your dreams come true. Don’t let past heartbreaks steal that dream from you!! xoxo Hasty
The guitar strums The rhythm slow Carrying us On musical bubbles Through night’s sky Shaded purple haze Dotted starry life A foreign journey To dreams uncharted I like how you move You step into me Stare into my eyes Do you like them? I hope so All they see is you Jumping clouds Fresh air filling lungs…