Choices....
This has been a time of great unrest...some unhappiness...and fear. I am working my way through all of this, but don't feel like I have done a very good job. Will be writing more...hoping to find some relief and comfort or at the very least a bit of peace.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Saturday, November 1, 2008
NaNoWriMo
Wow, I cannot believe that is has been so long since my last post....life has this nasty habit of getting in the way of everything else.
This month I have signed up for NaNoWriMo...wish me luck!
I hope to also write about this wordy adventure...stay tuned
This month I have signed up for NaNoWriMo...wish me luck!
I hope to also write about this wordy adventure...stay tuned
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Exit Stage Left
Sounds of a war not worth waging
Guitars screaming in the night
Can't blame me for trying shoes on that did not fit
How would I know if I hadn't tried
Silent conversations
Words unneeded
The deafening sound of unspoken goodbyes
Guitars screaming in the night
Can't blame me for trying shoes on that did not fit
How would I know if I hadn't tried
Silent conversations
Words unneeded
The deafening sound of unspoken goodbyes
Friday, February 15, 2008
Empty
Why are endings always sad?
Beginnings scary
The middle so boring
I am tired of this
All of it
Trying to make the pieces fit
Wishing them whole
Until I am left holding
Holes in my heart
Pulled through my soul
Can't do it anymore
It's over...
Watching the vultures
Circling
What is left of our love affair
Beginnings scary
The middle so boring
I am tired of this
All of it
Trying to make the pieces fit
Wishing them whole
Until I am left holding
Holes in my heart
Pulled through my soul
Can't do it anymore
It's over...
Watching the vultures
Circling
What is left of our love affair
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
11th
Dark clouds
Hanging low in the winters sky
Memories of your cigarette smoke
Inhaling...Remembering
Scent of Dunhills
Watching you control the smoke
Without thought
Creating a smoke filled dance
Mingling with things unspoken
Always unspoken
But on the tip of my tongue
Bitter taste of regret
It's days like today
So close to your birthday
That I remember
What I wanted to say
Hanging low in the winters sky
Memories of your cigarette smoke
Inhaling...Remembering
Scent of Dunhills
Watching you control the smoke
Without thought
Creating a smoke filled dance
Mingling with things unspoken
Always unspoken
But on the tip of my tongue
Bitter taste of regret
It's days like today
So close to your birthday
That I remember
What I wanted to say
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Samhain
This night is perfect
Cool breeze blows crisp leaves
The sound excites me
Looking at the moon
Shrouded in her dark drapery clouds
I long for you
Your arms
Capturing
Holding my very soul
Tree bark rough against my back
Lost in your eyes
Dark chasms
Sinking slowly
Down
Falling
Lost
The need in me that craves the abyss within you
Screams for release
Howling for climax
Taken by the wolf moon
Cool breeze blows crisp leaves
The sound excites me
Looking at the moon
Shrouded in her dark drapery clouds
I long for you
Your arms
Capturing
Holding my very soul
Tree bark rough against my back
Lost in your eyes
Dark chasms
Sinking slowly
Down
Falling
Lost
The need in me that craves the abyss within you
Screams for release
Howling for climax
Taken by the wolf moon
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