THE ONE

Just one word With that glance Sound escapes Intense yearning Muffled by lips… Searching for Meaning for Trusting for Loving for Living for The one You’d die for

#BeReal – KERRY KIJEWSKI

Please welcome Kerry Kijewski as she gets real about love.   Sometimes I think love, pain, shame, and embarrassment are so entwined, I can’t untangle them from one another. The strands of emotion and feeling are separable, if I really look at my past, in reflection, but in the moment I seem to make every…

#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…

TOOK AWHILE

  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

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…

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…

DESPERATELY WANTING

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…

TO BATTLE LOVE

  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