Posted in stream of consciousness

Seed

I swallowed a seed
Completely on accident you see
It nestled to the folds of my being
Grew within me
Ivy limbs sprinted for the Sun
I wanted to tell you not to be afraid
But my tongue is replaced
And bark hardens my veins.

Photo: Cal Redback – to see more of his work click here

Posted in stream of consciousness

Today You Won

Today I wondered
What I’d done to survive this long.
How have I
Kept seeing blue skies?
Thoughts kept quiet,
Crept steadily forward.
You weren’t there
But I felt you at my back.
Your voice becomes
The beat to my degenerative drum.
Today, you won.

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An Ode to Black (Repost)

“Head like a hole. Black as your soul …”

I like the color black.

I wear it frequently.

All my dresses are black,

Except for that red one.

My shoes too,

Except that pair of brown boots

Or those dark blue ones.

When I was in high school,

I wore black eye make up

But I didn’t hang out with the goth kids.

The real depressed girl

Who actually listened to industrial

And not Marilyn Manson

Was too goth for them.

I like my coffee black,

With just a little bit of cream.

I like my rebels black

With their motorcycle screams.

I like my nails

About nine inches long

And now you have

To start at the beginning of the song.

Once again I’m reposting. This was originally published in … maybe about a year ago in 2018 I think and the WordPress prompt of the day was Black. I couldn’t help myself back then and I can’t help myself today. Tell me about your favorite music?

Posted in Word Prompt

2018 Round Up

I wanted to do a series of 2018 round up posts …

But I got sick instead.

With life not slowing down until after the new year (my daughter’s birthday is this weekend too!) I figured I should write something before Dec 30 next year.

This year I made the choice to stop focusing on hitting the publish button every day, whether the piece was good, bad, complete … whatever, and put more focus on participating in the community and the quality of what I was writing here.

That has helped me so much. I’ve gotten a ton of feedback from fellow writers which has helped me improve and become more confident. I appreciate every bit of it!

Without further ado … I’m linking the top 5 most viewed posts from 2018

#5 Counting Lighters

#4 was a tie:
Perfect Moon and Wild Mess

#3
Biblical

#2
Dead Leg

And #1, which surprised me: 
Jailbait

I hope everyone has a great New Years!

Posted in Word Prompt

136 Untitled Drafts

Depression is 136 untitled drafts
Neatly ordered by cut and depth
Catalogued by tears spread 
And self destroying claims

It’s reflections
No longer resembling the party
And freezing floors
Under burning drunken skin

It’s purposely destroyed
Dreams, papers, applications
In the kitchen bin as you look on
And bloodshot scared animal eyes

It’s imploding
Pressured into ash
While never sleeping or even stopping
Because rules are always changing

It’s 136 pieces
Of torn papier-mâché soul
Too stupid, too sad, too bad
Scattered over cold tile floors