Sometimes I write bad poetry and sometimes I write stories that don't make sense. Sometimes I just write and write for hours in my head. Lately, I have been working really hard to set a schedule up for myself and it hasn't been working really well. I did good up until last Thursday and then I … Continue reading Sometimes I….
loss
Casting Off
I was a broken girl tattered by the love you toss away Used my scars and tears to build myself Now the past is gone and you still live there calling of all my love obsession no that’s right and I would hate to miss quote you all my love was just a delusion a … Continue reading Casting Off
My Promise
every time you see me you see the most beautiful me that there is and the most beautiful me that there will ever me and it is a gift that you give to me that I wish so much so very much to give back to you in a new ending loop of what love … Continue reading My Promise
Friday the 13th and a Book is Born…
Something wicked this way comes... and my first novel, Blood Child, has been released. It is a weird and very surreal thing to have a dream come true and at the same time not yet know if it will flower. I hope you will enjoy my first book and all the ones to come. It … Continue reading Friday the 13th and a Book is Born…
And We Begin Again….
This month begins National Novel Writing month and I know that many folks are already feverish writing working on their novels. I still have some minor things to finish up with Blood Child and she should be out by the end of the month, but while I am waiting I am going to be writing and … Continue reading And We Begin Again….
Broken Beaches
The beach was broken. There wasn’t much of a shore to explore At least at first... Further on the path Around the bend And through a mangrove forest There was some sand for my toes. And waves to rinse away All the residue that has been clinging To every step I take, weighing down Thought, … Continue reading Broken Beaches
The day I really met you
So many times before you danced in and out of my life making me laugh and dream a wacky creature from beyond the stars But the day I felt in love with you the day knew I would forever love you was the day you gave meaning to dreams and ripped pages out of books … Continue reading The day I really met you
Comfort
Comfort found in the bottle isn't comfort all at or so they say and plead their case though looks and passing remarks Comfort found through lies and sweaty deeds isn't comfort all at so let me take the comfort that is honest after all, I can't lie to a bottle.
Upside Down and Turned About
Life has a way of complicating and un-winding itself all at once, which way it goes is up to the user. Sometimes a day goes both ways at once. This summer, I have been struggling to finish my first book, make enough money to pay my bills, complete multiple on-line classes and work on other … Continue reading Upside Down and Turned About
Chance
Legs cut smooth by a razors edge Preparations for the potential of one lost kiss For one lost touch Gone in a moment regretted for half a life time
Lucinda Rose 