i don't believe you. you're most difficult to read at the best of times. your words are raw and unpracticed. this is not what my heart needs right now. my mind is quick, draws conclusions you need not spell out. i know too much.
icicles hang from the branches, arching them down, stooped and slowly aged. the trees stand close, tall and hiding a multitude of secrets in earth. a final tree is selected, photographed and left to stand alone.
the sensation is triggered by light. moonlight, sunlight, candlelight. it doesn't matter which, really. all that's needed is direct contact and the transformation begins.
the scent of wine spilled permeates the air lightly - a thin musty tone. ----- compelled to carve, firm grasp on hammer and chisel lets the bust take shape. ----- to immortalize: wine rests in oak for years by an undying face.
you bring me away from myself. you pull me away from the version i don't like - you take away all the things i don't like. you push me or pull me, i can't tell - into all the things i do like. you coax, gentle and ever there. and then you go away leaving… Continue reading Poetry 101 Rehab: Away
Hey people! I'm sure I don't know where the time is going. I forgot completely that it's Thursday, but blame the fact that I've been zipping around going to interviews and little meetings and whatnot. Even as I write I'm awaiting a call from the woman at the agency to determine what happens next for… Continue reading Stellar and Lunar: Roundup 3
So today I had a job interview with a Managing Director. I was nervous as a nervous thing. I was shy and a bit anxious and cold. And still, they're apparently really interested in me. I've been called in tomorrow to meet someone else - a couple of other managing staff, from the sound of… Continue reading Word Crush Wednesday: Emily Dickinson
The dreaded freewrite. Time to write. What do I write, what do I say in ten minutes? Exactly ten minutes but who's counting? How do you judge ten minutes on a digital clock anyway, the kind that doesn't show seconds? Argh. One minute down, but I think it's more like thirty seconds. I feel very… Continue reading Thought Scramble
she must be crazy imagining something that isn't even there. ~~~ what should she believe what she sees and knows differ again she's confused. ~~~ thoughts take her elsewhere it happens more than it should imagination.
Tantalus reaches high something always out of reach, unattainable. ~~~ Time moves. Demeter watches, guarding before she lets the sun arise. ~~~ Persephone hides in her underground haven bringing us winter.