To Do’s

Here’s some poetry only a writer could love. An example of my love hate relationship with editing. But it must be done! To Do’s Can you backspace Center space Use less commas But add one here, Double space and Don’t forget 1 inch Indent and margins And of course Know your genre Characters and placesContinue reading “To Do’s”

She is

She’s got magic under her fingertips waiting to be unleashed She glances up and manipulates the entire sea when she cries a black hole of sadness warps everything in her path. When she’s happy as a Daisy the waters recede which could cause drought for days and days the pendulum swings from her to I causing downContinue reading “She is”

I Want It All

I Want It All  Sitting in my cardboard box room Only small coin in my hand Flip on the tube, there’s happy people Living well across the land Got bright smiles and new clothing Spending money just for fun Why should they have all the pleasure Why not let me dance in the sun IContinue reading “I Want It All”

Don’t forget to wash your hands

Do you fear your lack of self-control. Your eyes jump from crevice to crevice saliva slips from that numb part of your lips to your work boots covered in the gritty money you earned. She turns and has that virginal-motherhood smile and you feel that sweat collecting behind your neck making your head itch, but youContinue reading “Don’t forget to wash your hands”

6 reasons why you should write today.

Six reasons why you should stop doing what you’re doing and write right now.  You’ll have something to look back on. Not only to see your own growth but to have those memories you hold so dear. To learn from your experiences. It’s much easier to learn from your experiences when they are written down.Continue reading “6 reasons why you should write today.”

Shrouded

Shrouded The air is thin here among the musk and dirt my body veiled in cloth. I’d prefer not to be. There’s a nakedness I crave that isn’t available to all. This nakedness, this madness is divinity hoarded with chocolates and tea. There’s incessant knocking knocking pounding and glass shattering I open my hands andContinue reading “Shrouded”

Dear Writer,

Your words give me something to live for. I have plenty to live for, but your words get me out of bed when the world is weighing so heavy nothing else matters. I truly wish the best for you and when the best finds you (if it hasn’t yet) I hope you don’t lose yourselfContinue reading “Dear Writer,”