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born to be a writer

Allowing

Starting over, starting again Letting the words flow, not pushing Not forcing, for it's been too long I have left the pages blank Ripping them up in my heart Papercuts make me bleed From the words left unwritten To heal,... Continue Reading →

Alphabet Challenge

Here's an interesting challenge I played with, describing Devices of Distraction Avoiding angry antagonists Bring back beauty Crazy creatures Darkened days Exaggerating everyone Freedom failing Gross googling Hurried hustlers Ignorant influencers Justifying jerks Killing kindness Lustful lives More money mindset... Continue Reading →

Together Again

It feels like months since I met you We used to be so close Expectations, disappointments Created distance Now I don't even know you anymore Feeling lost and confused on my own I know you can help me through Your... Continue Reading →

Don’t Be a Writer, Be Writing

Sleepy, my eyes droop Expressing to exhaustion Fighting it, pressing on Don't be a writer, be writing Too many distractions for too long What is my priority? I need to start treating it that way Others won't write my messages... Continue Reading →

Promise of a Dream

What are you dreaming of? What have you promised yourself? What have you committed to? "All our dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them" Walt Disney My piece is below (& broke down in rhyme!?)... Continue Reading →

New Year – I deserve to express my heart

"We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called opportunity and it's first chapter is New Year's Day. – Edith Lovejoy Pierce As I opened the book,... Continue Reading →

Who I am

Can you remember who you were before the world told you who you should be? I loved myself, took care of myself, knew to connect with me I needed to create. For too long the muse sat lonely Now that... Continue Reading →

Proving Myself

To prove to myself I could do it I moved to the other side of the world Just me and a few belongings Leaving the memories on another continent Leaving the weight of them behind was such freedom Breaking all... Continue Reading →

Creative Sunshine

Today, to express my creativity fully, I will drive off all on my own Sit in the sunshine in a park And write until I can't write anymore Pour my thoughts onto the page Letting my soul escape Finding the... Continue Reading →

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