I think I can safely say, at least here in America, that society is triggered. And it’s having a hard time finding its way back to a place where rational balance lives. And who can blame us… we have a LOT to be triggered about. Anarchy Steps heavy with Steel toed boots Torches replace Keystrokes…
I had a conversation with a terrorist. I was appalled by her beliefs. Angry at the intensity of her hate. I couldn’t understand why such a monster lived inside me. It’s hard to love yourself because you know all the things nobody else knows. You see all the parts nobody else sees. You feel things…
Yesterday, I posted the first CyberMonster post written by Helena Hann-Basquait and tomorrow I have a very special surprise you will NOT want to miss. I have decided to take ongoing submissions on topics I find important. You can find GUESTS POSTS easily by using the category tool bar to the right. If you have…
Much like my anonymous guest yesterday, my guest today still has very strong feelings about the bullies from his youth. Matthew Krause is very honest in this post and I think maybe he doesn’t realize the STRENGTH and POWER that he wields by choosing peace over violence. You can find more from Matt at StorytellerMatt.…
I know…this isn’t a duet. It was a duet but I re-wrote it this morning so I could continue to publish on schedule. I hope you enjoy. Written by Hastywords Trials fell from the stars Before my glistening eyes They landed hard and fast Before a focus could be set I sat watching, hopeful That…
There’s a peace in the undertow The moment you give in and fall As you are frozen by all the snow The heat inside you begins to grow Every tear you cry is kept like sand Inside oceans giving life to the dead Wandering spirits fly over the land A reminder of redemption…
Written by Holley Perry and HastyWords Tides quietly wash away all evidence of daylight as we sat together mourning the sunset’s temporary demise. Distance is a reminder . . . the sand on our wooden floor the wrong names carved on trees the night doesn’t hide all secrets. Ghosts of old chased us into our…
WRITTEN BY JANE GOOD AND HASTYWORDS Flocks of butterflies landed in front of me Oranges, blues, and wine colored reds Their wings were a cacophony of beats Stitching my wounds with rainbow threads Transfixed by nimble and delicate flight I contemplate their careful crimson dance My motionless body masks my delight Viewing a rare…
Written by HastyHusband and HastyWords Ο I’m gently floating Wings spread in the sky Colored beams of light Sparkling from the sun Beauty catching my eye Pensively hovering Gravity draws low Performing my duty Perspective changes Tunnel vision grows Wistfully settling Feet on the ground I’m being transformed Life destined, no control Landing…
Daily Prompt: By the Skin of Your Teeth “There are seconds, they come only five or six at a time, and you suddenly feel the presence of eternal harmony, fully achieved. It is nothing earthly; not that it’s heavenly, but man cannot endure it in his earthly state. One must change physically or die. The…
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