Tag: Story

Write

Have you written a story that breathes? Have you ever written a story that bleeds? Have you ever written a story that comes out with ease? Have you ever had to cut a story from your soul? Have you ever had to throw it…

Discovery: Part 3

RIGHT HERE Once ago I thought I knew myself. But that was years ago. I’m me. Though I’m not myself. I see all this time passing by and I think I should be different. Think I need to conform. I clench my eyes shut…

Discovery: Part 2

Honestly I could spend a lot of time, branding what I think discovery is. But that would be useless. Come show. Go away tell.

Writer Support

I think the thing I enjoy most about writing other than the actual writing portion is writer support. It still amazes me to this moment how writers from every where, all across the world, will support others that practice their craft. I don’t know…

Paint: Part 6

On the Wall Go now, Free yourself. These walls take face. Anew year by year, The paint recedes. The drawings appear thy noon.

Paint: Part 5

Canvas Face These lips, Red on. Tan goo, Blended across. Dusted cheek bones, Darkened, And swirled, Blush pink. Lined eyes, Powdered immense. Dewy skin, Come see such a glow.

Paint: Part 4

Feral Time I see it, My life on the walls. These years I’ve lived, Aging in the same house. The years flaking away, Like all this chipping paint. Powder Pink, Fading to 20’s blue. How I see it, By the water damaged door. In…

Paint: Part 2

This week I managed to pen out four poems instead of three. New record! Each of the four poems that I wrote, have this symbolic connection to paint. A beautiful connection. It is this bridge that allows people to cross from the present into…