poems, poetry, talking, Thinking, words, writing

Revised: An Empty Love Letter

I just revised this poem. I revised it because after reading it with fresh eyes I realized that it needed something else, it needed a facelift, a poetic facelift. I am going to try and practice what I learned at The Martha's Vineyard Institute of CreativeWriting. I was fortunate enough to attend this program a… Continue reading Revised: An Empty Love Letter

Just Some Thoughts I Have, music, people, Strength, Thinking, words, writing

Music Monday’s

I forgot it was Monday and that I should be sharing some music. In the spirit of this weekend-here are my choices. Notice the recurring theme! Because I am a queen that thing goes on-and-on. https://youtu.be/Mq86e4Fhja0 https://youtu.be/T6QKqFPRZSA https://youtu.be/-CPCs7vVz6s

Sharing, Strength, talking, Thinking, words, writing

Let’s Share: Mary Beth

I made a new friend at a conference I attended over the weekend. Please stop by her and visit her blog. She was absolutely delightful and kind. She definitely had an infectious smile. Happy Monday! https://mbcoudal.com/about/  

Just Some Thoughts I Have, Old vs new, people, Thinking, words, writing

Slow Days

When things don't move fast enough and everything seems to slow down take a moment and enjoy it.

poems, poetry, saddness, sexual desire, words, writing

In a Series of Events

A poem inspired by a book I did not enjoy, Love in the Time of Cholera. In reading this tale I couldn't wait for it to end but not because I wanted to see what happened. What I got from it was the discovery of love and interpretation of what that means for each person involved.

pain, people, poetry, saddness, struggles

Isolated

Anger festers deep within Sorrow Is your cage- Holding on to you All alone- Pushing away those who draw near. Pain remains; Darkness grows. You're consuming it whole. Damaging darkness prevails. The harsh heated hatred takes hold. Isolated feelings remain. Battling the light that shines on through your night; Smothering it to darkness- A constant battle… Continue reading Isolated

poems, poetry, sexual desire, writing

Let’s Find a Place

Let us find a place To be alone Where we can hide away From gazing eyes A please where you can hug my curves Touch my body Spread my thighs Taste my flesh Feel our warmth As you plunge inside Let’s find a place to be alone