On Writing.

Writing is inherently serious.

Right up until the moment when your characters get loose and go mad and take over whatever carefully constructed plot you've arranged.

Then it's just brutal.

I guessed I could see your heart on a different wave length - window pained and shame.

I believe in resolution over retribution.

And that saints once were sinners.

A Room Full of Suicides

They didn't want to die.

They wanted to make you miss them.

The pieces of poetry that cut the most are the ones you know ought to be true but just somehow don't apply to you.

200 Yards Butterfly

Your best race won't come from playing it safe. It comes from believing you can do more than you've ever attempted before.

Worse Reality

World hopping.

What? This isn't crazy enough for you to question.

A flicker of a smile.

I've endured worse realities.

The Affair

She doesn't want to come between them.

Just wants to understand.

Him...with her.

She with him.

Sees the affection but wants to know the why.

Embarks on a study of them.

Accidentally tears them apart.

And regrets it.

Wanted.

I want

to own this world.

the way it feels

I wanna hear

the peals

of laughter

under the singsong of the bells

I wanna touch

the empty atmosphere.

I'm gonna bring the back

to bear

Get outta the way -

I'm here.

Appearances.

I spent a day

in the life of a man

who's supposed to always look busy

without actually doing

anything.

WoD - Pattern

I’m not seeing the pattern here. The way your fingers press and lift, caressing skin like you were trying to tell a story, like you were writing a letter in invisible ink over the curves of my body, hoping that somehow, it’d mean something to me.
I think, if you wrote a letter on my skin, it’d be a thank you note. Or an I Hate You one. Something sentimental. Like a break up, done in verse. Or a change over from across time – sealed with a kiss from a romantic past we never enjoyed.

Goal Oriented vs Process Oriented

Take your eyes off the goal

to watch the process.

Like running

a long straightaway

on the interstate.

Boyfriend

I can't sleep

in the same bed

as my ex boyfriend

's memories

Beehive

The beehive in my head gets louder

when I'm alone

Nighttime silent

hunting me down

and buzzing

heyheyhey

have the answers yet?

all in white

all in white went my bird savaging
on a pale blue prayer of gossamer
into the windy fear.

soft flighty love gentle and ing
the ghostly obsession before.

changed be they from the cautious artist
the brilliant watery obsession
the watery ghostly obsession .

soft watery singer at a small painter
the simple dancer before.

wind at water went my bird savaging
savaging the earth down
into the windy fear.

soft flighty love gentle and ing
the silver air before.

prevalent be they more than a promising watery flame
the flighty small obsession
the decisive gentle obsession .

soft decisive hope at a gossamer dream
the clear love before.

wave at tower went my bird savaging
savaging the wistfulness down
into the windy fear .

soft flighty love gentle and ing
the clear idea before.

midnight blue be your broken heart
the shimmering careful obsession
the artful passive obsession .

soft artful body at the white wistfulness
the passive soul before.

All in white went my bird savaging
on a pale blue prayer of gossamer
into the windy fear .

soft flighty love gentle and ing
my whisper a fleeing wave before.

- Thirteen & e.e. cummings

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WoD - Butterfly

I’m a butterfly swimmer.
I’m also a take-no-prisoners, bear-no-injuries, justice-to-the-wall type swimmer.
I’m the kind of swimmer your mother warned you about – the one who takes pride in being able to drown you and save you all at the same time.
I’m the kind of swimmer you fear behind the blocks, because I look like I could rip you to pieces when I smile.
I’m a butterflier.
Better fly away.

An Idea

Might the ”everyone’s beautiful” not be referring to outward beauty, but inward? Every human being on this planet is loved by at least one other person, after all – maybe that’s the beauty that we’re all looking to see.

Just an idea.