The ruts sink deeper, The peeling silt clamors And scalds under the forge, Where I sit I can see, The cracks, The holes, The negative spaces, Exposing the frozen roots Of lost possibilities, Through which the wind sang. No longer. Time hurries to slow. Gravity pulls into gravel of reluctance, Where I now take shelter.
Do you like to feel like you’re freezing? Do you like to feel as though you are stranded in the Arctic Circle with no hope in sight of being rescued? How about having the urge to drink mass amounts of orange juice while reading a book because you’re afraid you might get scurvy? Then I’ve … Continue reading Weekendspiration: The Terror
The morning dust settled Into the palisades of wrecks, Where the streams run uphill And all routes roll down, The wanderer lumbers Within a dismal forest, Of loneliness and doubt, In an endless quest of truth.
Dear my Loyal Readers, Visitors and Fellow Jedi/Sith: Poetry is my foundation. Yet, for the month of November I have taken upon the challenge and motivation to write a novel in a month for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). If you haven’t heard of this organization, it is just what it says it is. Write … Continue reading Impressive. Most Impressive.
Vlad, the Impaler! Is that you?!! Oh, nope, just my kids lurking inside during summer break. Though, I am starting to think my kids are vampires. They are afraid to go outside due to a strange fear of heat and the sun. They almost hiss at me with disdain with just the mention of going … Continue reading Dear Mr. Stoker, I Think My Kids Are Turning Into Vampires
I found you, alone, in the book store. In a quiet and secluded corner. Between the shelves of self-help, bibles and the multiple shelves of graphic novels, you were there waiting for me to touch you. To hold you. Oh you, the poetry section in my Barnes & Noble bookstore. I remember when I was … Continue reading Passionate Love in the Dark Corners of a Barnes & Noble
I’m dark and moody. I live in the shadows. Well, maybe not so much. I’m a thirty something mother of two, so I am pretty sure there isn’t much about my life that is lived in the shadows. I can’t, my kids would find me! But as for my writing….. The things that compel me … Continue reading My Dark Jedi Alter Ego Once Wrote a Joyous Ode to a Bumblebee
I have not forgot about you….mom. I know you are reading this. And I know other people are too. So let me remind everyone that my mom and I are in a book club. Together. Just us. It’s less complicated that way. If you are part of or ever have been in a book club, … Continue reading The Alliance for the Reading of Books (ie Book Club)
I enjoy book clubs! Well, sort of. I enjoy book clubs when I get to choose the book. And fortunately for me I am in a book club where I get to choose the book every other time! I didn't choose this book though. My mom did. Yes, I am a thirty-something mother of two … Continue reading My Book Club