My dearest little one Your struggles Will be my struggles Your heartache Sorrow and despair Will burden me as well I will be with you To help you through them As they strengthen you As they mold you Into the strong woman I pray you will be For now though You can hold my hand…
You get a bit of stream of consciousness today because I can’t bring these thoughts together into anything of worth. This isn’t a plea for anything…just a need to let my thoughts free. I am not a writer. I am an emotional person who feels deeply and yearns for connection. I string words together well…
I originally wrote this in June of 2012 for Father’s Day but since today is his birthday I wanted to re-post it. Happy Birthday Dad. My dad is a giant, not only in build and strength, but he has that booming voice to match. I don’t believe I have ever written about my dad,…
I wrote this post originally in May of 2012. The memories I had trouble classifying when I wrote this post somehow ended up where they needed to be over time. I believe emotional wounds are like physical wounds. If we keep dwelling and fueling our heartache by listening to certain music, looking at certain pictures,…
Thanks to Twin Daddy I found a blogger I am going to have to seduce into writing a poem with me. I got lost in his blog for awhile and I hope you do too.
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…
Daily Prompt: Ready, Set Go Set a timer for ten minutes. Open a new post. Start the timer, and start writing. When the timer goes off, publish. This is harder than it looks and my hands are cold…and dry…I need lotion. Oops I just hit the snooze button on my computer twice…because I have two assignments…
I have decided, nervously, to participate in a Fictional Relay! I am so happy The Reclining Gentlemen has so much confidence in me and that he is stretching my creative boundaries. Below is my part of the relay. Read parts 1-10 to catch up located here. Suzie wasn’t sure she could trust Sam, trust wasn’t…
Written by Clark Kent and Hastywords Emotion laced with Vodka I stand steady upon a wave Viewing the shore swaying In and out of a midnight blur Each place of twilight Calmness realms bright Depth below I can see The eclipse souls bleed I let out a mournful cry Longing for the shore…
Written by Clark Kent and HastyWords As my soul left me I felt you I felt your lips I felt your kiss I could see this float above us in this way I could see your soul as it is this day Spiritual energy of you and me Combined and connected as it should…
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