No need to involve others in the madness…. My quest was above me, out of sight in the clouds I walked along a roaring river, my path wanting me to follow it, but I hesitated The trees seemed to be watching me. The birches like horses drinking water at the shore turned to say,…… Continue reading When I dream, I dream alone…
Just thoughts, flowing thoughts, floating thoughts… Thrown to the winds, barely words, picked and tied together in a bouquet. Merely ideas, written in the clouds, uncatchable, unreadable, there just to imagine. Like a lighthouse, a dot of hope shining in the middle of the night… So don’t slap me on the hand if I…… Continue reading Floating thoughts…
So used to think we were looking the same way, we didn’t even care to make sure the other one was still there anymore. And when I turned towards you, it was as if you were a stranger… Like meeting you for the first time… In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by…… Continue reading For the first time…
So many times, taken whole and soon left empty on the sidewalk, the perpetual victim of a heartless hit and run The wrecked leftover of their wicked love story fragile body broken to pieces, though still waiting for the one Why? Why oh why didn’t you warn me, mommy? That they’d tear…… Continue reading Buses and trains…
I just kept thinking about her, but it didn’t mean anything. She popped into my mind, just one time too many. I thought that it was just a time diversion, but why couldn’t it be with someone else for a change? She began to get suspicious. She began me asking, why I kept thinking…… Continue reading Try as I may, try as I might…
You weren’t Jerry Maguire, and I didn’t look anything like Renée Zellweger… But after all the anger, the waiting and the sadness, you had me at “Hello” nonetheless… In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema from A Reading Writer .
You wrapped us into innuendo, feeding me almost and filling my cup with maybes. For you thought the best way for us, was to lock the door and throw away the keys… You left a bittersweet omerta taste on my skin, as you stepped out of bed. Kissing me, with your eyes closed, leaving…… Continue reading Recreational…
Feeling cheated, exhausted and alone… She wished she could just turn to someone. Drowning in failure, sorrow and bills, things seemed to be dreadfully going downhill. What now, where now? she kept asking herself. The only place she felt safe, was curled up in her bed. Cry, baby cry. Fighting the fire with your…… Continue reading Floodgates…
As he entered the tattoo shop, a chill went down his spine. He wasn’t afraid of needles, that had never bothered him, and his canevas-like body was there to prove it. But it was different this time, and he walked solemnly to the guy’s booth. “Play with ink all you want kid, but always…… Continue reading Pain told love…
I never asked for the truth, not being too good at it myself… Tell me all the lies that you want, twist and turn reality if you will. As long as I find a meaning to our story when I look in your eyes, my home is here in your arms. In…… Continue reading Meaning…
Cyranny's Cove 