CHURNING

I feel the whole world sometimes as it spins in my soul connected to them, to you, to us meeting the old, the new, the yet searching every story told for truth folding all the wisdom into hope    

LIVING LIGHT

  You are a clear and constant flickering of light Inside a galaxy made up of a billion other stars Yet you speak louder and shine much brighter Than all the suns that fight this celestial crowd I can feel your warmth penetrate the expanse Through celestial blizzards of cold darkness Just to be in…

MY SOMEHOW IMPORTANT SELF-DIALOG

I started writing a Facebook post this morning that turned into a long dialog with myself. I decided to leave it there and finish it here. Why? Because it feels important somehow. Maybe not important in a way that will change or shape lives. But it feels like I might want to visit these thoughts…

COLLIDED

Let me lie here Under your eyes As they wander slowly Over constellations That play upon my skin Under this starlight Let me lie here As I become A stardust breeze Chasing fires Fueled by longing Inside your gaze Let us lie here Each offering Broken hearts To create comets Inside this universe We collided…

THE SPACES BETWEEN

Troy Scott has been spending a lot of time “thinking about the implications and applications of shared perception enhancement”.  It would be so much easier to have compassion, or empathy, or even sympathy for someone if you could indeed see something from another person’s perspective. I don’t think I have ever debuted a short fiction…

DRIPPING KNIVES

  These knives drip cerise history The life blood of past martyrs Have been absorbed by sandy gravel Knives crafted to feed our names To our virgin soil; our earth Tilling our plots of land into stories We will create our own sacred ground

MY NAME IS MIDNIGHT

Written by HastyDad (Howie) and HastyWords   I was the first silence you heard I held you tight inside my beat Vibrations you could only feel Then as you developed and grew My silence was audible to you A sound growing louder with time You see, man uses this beat to dance Notes felt way…

COLORS OF THE UNIVERSE

Again, I have gotten behind on my duets and for that I apologize to everyone waiting on me.  Please welcome this new duet partner and check out his blog HERE.  Thank you Christopher for your patience and for writing with me.   Written by Christopher Rupley and HastyWords   Stars are not supposed to cry,…

BECOMING DIAMONDS

Written by  mcfcwolf and HastyWords and as the cool rain fell upon her faith and warm water fell between her breasts we entered a realm unknown to man and the whole word felt shivers coalesce as sheets of acid rain poured from potholes that had opened up in the fabric of the sky her skin…