Posted in stream of consciousness

Submerged

There’s a tide rising within me.
A radiating wave of light reflected from the ocean floor.
I’m submerged in relief,
Grasping for air.

RDP: Water

Very quick tiny poetry – slash – stream of consciousness write. This year I’ve been learning the art of balancing my “writer/author time”. I don’t have much of it. In the past, I spent the majority of my writing time writing here. That meant I didn’t often get to the projects that were more substantial. My goal for this year is to devote more time to things that don’t really go here like short stories and work that can be published. I really, really thank you guys for sticking with me even though I’m not posting often right now.

Posted in stream of consciousness

Smudged Charcoal Memories (Repost)

This was originally posted when I was doing regular timed stream of consciousness writes. This was also back when wordpress provided a daily word prompt. The word that day was candid. Today’s prompts are circular and riddle. I can see circular tones in this and a riddle of kinds.

I have photos in my mind, candid pictures, frozen in time.

Of you, me, the world as it wishes it could be … the way it is and the way it could.

Like rough charcoal sketches, outlining your jaw

Tracing your lips and infecting everything we’ve become.

Conversations are easy, expressions in stars and beauty …

Total comfort we take for granted.

And yet here we are, with candid pictures but nothing solid.

Smudged charcoal memories

Scenes were there, we know, but we’re always just missing the point.

Always just grasping the cusp of the greater things

Only to find ….

We were never meant for the better side

So we cling to something more, hoping, praying, waiting …

We hide beneath silence and sideways glances

While we dangle from the precipice

Fuzzy charcoal portraits and blurry night walking pictures

With broken smiles and tear stained eyes

Are all we left behind but not all that’s left to find?

How long can you hold on? Hold out?

Close your eyes

Posted in stream of consciousness

Be Good

 I write lines to remind myself

“Be good. Be good.”

They say it was me.

They just don’t understand.

My fistfuls of paper won’t convince them.

“I’m good. I’m good.”

It’s written in blood.

They just don’t understand.

Posted in flash fiction, stream of consciousness

I Was

This is an actual stream of conciousness type write. With inspiration also drawn from the photo for Fandango’s flash fiction challenge.
Music: All Them Witches – Lost and Found EP (can be found here on youtube if interested)

Victoria_Borodinova at Pixabay

When I was a kid I liked to imagine my life somewhere exotic, in times and places far away.

I was Esmeralda, dancing in the hot breeze. I was Ariel, venturing beyond the realm of known. I was a power ranger, saving the world one swipe and swoosh at a time. 

I was anything and everything: a paper bag carrying Superman’s groceries; a walking stick leading a great adventure. 

I was taught, and well it seems, that I was only an accessory. 

I was a compliment and a burden. 

I was helpless when all I wanted was to be a hero. 

I was worthless, a string of fake pearls snatched from Ms. Scarlett’s neck. 

I was scattered, a faded news piece, irrelevant before my ink dried. 

But all I dreamed was of being a hero, of saving the world one crisis at a time. 

And maybe on the weekends I could still be Esmeralda, dancing under the moon.

Posted in stream of consciousness

2019 and Decade Round Up

Happy holidays and happy new year! I hope it’s been wonderful for everyone and if it hasn’t I hope you know it will get better. This year was difficult for me. I had a lot of personal setbacks, wrote less and felt the lowest I’d felt in some time. All things pass though and I’m ending this year on a much better note.

Since it’s the end of the year and the end of a decade I’m going to share the top 5 posts from 2019 and the top 3 since I started this blog.

Top 5 of 2019
The Wild Things
No Business for Friends
Fire in the Night
Chicken Little
That’s What She Said
(solid choices readers)

Top 3 of the decade (kind of, this blog has only been around for less than half of it)
Jailbait
Dead Leg
Biblical

That’s our round up dear readers. Thank you so much for reading, commenting and staying with me on this journey.