
Rumbles of Maturing Rage
From the volcano of menopause Gurgling in the blackest of darkness Until an abrupt explosion consumes all A disproportionate reaction … Continue reading Rumbles of Maturing Rage
From the volcano of menopause Gurgling in the blackest of darkness Until an abrupt explosion consumes all A disproportionate reaction … Continue reading Rumbles of Maturing Rage
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “way to go.” Use it as a phrase or use it … Continue reading Finding Up
My words have lost their melody They utter what I want to say But theirs is no longer a song … Continue reading The Words Have Lost Their Harmony
When the words go awry And the mind goes astray When you’re feeling your way Through the thickest of mist … Continue reading Believe in Your Direction
Clammy Flesh grazes ground And toes stretch to make purchase The world turns in rapid revolutions Opportunities glancing off reaching … Continue reading Not Touching Ground
In the whirlwind of disruption I beg for a brick in each pocket To keep me close to the ground … Continue reading Grounding
Duck out of water No direction or place Stumbling on my feet Or perhaps they’re webbed Waddling through life And … Continue reading Finding My Place
Fine splinters cracked Across the eggshell Like a spider’s web Struggled to emerge Into the utopia of life To hope … Continue reading No Headlights
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “spot.” Write whatever image the word “spot” invokes. Have fun! “Out … Continue reading Release
Still travelling through the stars Our journey of infinite light A supernova shot into flame Until it all went very … Continue reading To Shine Again