Writers Workshop

Why am I here

The brick walls swallow my voice as they reach toward the heavens

Why am I here? I ask myself one more time.

To learn to be around writers like me. Well, not like me but also writing.

But we write alone

So alone that we pay money to be around people who understand the solitude writing requires.

We hash out ideas

We walk and ask ourselves how we got here and possibly where are we going with this

The host reminds us that others who’ve attended got published, he flashes their books and moves on.

Maybe that’s why I’m there

To try and figure out what to do next.

Deep down %my sleeve and down my back is where the heart of this poem lies. I think I can reach it if I do yoga, then maybe I’ll clean the house and if that doesn’t do it surely I must need a nap. On second thought maybe I’ll start with tha nap.

Peace Space

The breezeway is full of stuff I’ve been meaning to get to.

Some new shelves

Chalks and bubbles

Toys and board games for fun family game nights

I’ll get to it.

To the organizing and shelf building

I have the set up in my head.

Two benches

Th kind with cubbies on the bottom

One with a few cushions warmed by the sunlight

The other bare under the chalkboard hung on the wall

And then shelves will fill the rest of the space

I’ll fill them with books

This will be our space. The place we go for peace and reminders of our inner child.

I’ll build this space

I will

-Saschia

Please Exist

There is a reason why you’re here

It’s to read this poem and to realize this poem’s existence would cease without you

It would be silent

A dead silence with the night air stuck in a place that never really existed

It would lack the chaos of us

Trees would fall into oblivion

I would fall into oblivion.

Without you,

there’d be no us

there’d be no poetry

You are the poetry

-Saschia

For You

These words are for you

I can see each one

placed in your palm

as a thoughtful gift

to encourage you

to lift your spirit from the pit

let’s exchange these words

for your heavy load

I’ll keep it short

I just want you to know

You’re something special

Meticulously created from freckle

To freckle

and in between them there’s your smile

It melts my heart

These words are yours and will be here when you need them

or when you feel alone