Tag: Writing
-
Poem 630
The free-form poem was written for and shared with a writer’s club in late January/early February 2025. It could use a revision and is titled, “Dancing Amnesia.” A decade of practice, Teams and classes. Performances for half-time. Loved the dance, Hated the limelight. Let it fade… But it stayed. A piece of my soul, Beyond…
Written by
·
-
Poem 312
“The woods sound different here” I sit on a porch surrounded by forest. The creaks tell stories. Tales of battles lost and won on grounds where, once there were none. Traffic zooms by behind, but still the trees speak, Louder than a motorcycle’s intensity. These trees are different from the ones up north. Still as…
Written by
·
-
Hmmm… I believe,
It was a cruel summer, but Against all odds Doves cried, Time after time because Love was a battlefield, and Girls just wanted to have fun Dancing in the dark.
Written by
·
-
Poem 217
The free-form poem is not in its final draft. Additional versions will be shared at a later date. The last two lines end in “ing.” Those are not the quality of words this poem deserves for its conclusion. A marriage built on silence, With no shared passions. I see his pain, I pray it doesn’t…
Written by
·
-
Happiest When
Beginning to achieve mastery. What was difficult, Becomes redundant, Dull, too easy. . Excitement fades, Darkness falls. Cloud-swallow forms. Drive, appalled. . Still, hard-pressed To be my best. Continue, ’til the breakthrough. . Mastery achieved Without self-defeat. What was difficult, Now a source of release. Reborn, a happy soul-piece.
Written by
·
-
For fun today, I…
Ran through parking lots, passed people, who assumed I was nuts. It was awesome! Seems not many run… I once was one. Now, it’s just fun!
Written by
·
-
Divorce Reflection Part 2
One of the most difficult realizations since the divorce turned out to be the most liberating. I needed to think in terms of only my children and me, and not include a father figure in my “life planning.” This was so painful to REALLY embrace, and I couldn’t figure out why. After several months, it…
Written by
·
-
The art of letting go…
Crossroads Fated to separate, Both Can’t go the same way, But eventually may Lead to the same Place Called Peace.
Written by
·
-
Divorce Reflection Part 1
Nobody really tells you how difficult divorce is to go through. Honestly, I expected it to be like a normal break-up… it wasn’t. It is more comparable to cutting yourself into a million pieces and having others decide what was left of yourself. It’s disorienting, confusing, and stressful. It took years to get up enough…
Written by
·
Perfectly Human 