
By Discovery
Extemporaneous bleeding from my right hand Black ink begins to drip slowly onto the page As the first stitch is … Continue reading By Discovery
Extemporaneous bleeding from my right hand Black ink begins to drip slowly onto the page As the first stitch is … Continue reading By Discovery
Poetry becomes a butterfly When released from my fingers Passing across the blush pink of my lips A flight into … Continue reading Flight of Words
When the lines became blurry I became a poet once more When the descriptions diverted And the sentiments compared When … Continue reading Being a Poet
Your prompt for JusJoJan January 25th, 2022, is “journal.” Use the word “journal” any way you’d like. Enjoy! Story of … Continue reading The Book of Being
My words litter pages flapping in the wind Helplessly tossed to the gods for answers and direction In the disheartening … Continue reading Is There A Time To Quit
These pages of my notebook Hold pieces of my raw soul The wounds given wings By the mere penning of … Continue reading Reason To Smile
Words to the wind I blow To gather like dandelion wisps And aerodynamic helicopter seeds Bless them and wish them … Continue reading Words to the Wind
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
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “inspire/aspire/expire.” Use them in any form you like. Use one, use … Continue reading Until There Are No Words