poetry

Locked

I locked the door of my mouth And threw the keys away It is somewhere I know But somewhere my hands can't reach It is for a good change I know this Especially after the mouth has done enough damage Today I locked my worries outta my door I will live one day at a… Continue reading Locked

poetry

Bright Eyes

Behind these eyes Are pictures kept Good ones The not so good The horrors The beauty Bright eyes Seeing many days Seeing many years Working tirelessly To read To see more They burn at times They may grow dim But they have pictures kept In my mind They are my bright eyes. Photo credit: Deb… Continue reading Bright Eyes

blogging

22…. Gone but never over (II)

22 years have passed since the one and only  punk rock legend committed suicide, since the world have lost a one in a lifetime kind of human, singer, specie. My dearest Kurt.. I never had the chanc… Source: 22.... Gone but never over (II)   The only song I have from Nirvana is Smells Like… Continue reading 22…. Gone but never over (II)

Stream of Consciousness

NO… #SoCS

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “no.”  Try to think of a specific number, as “no.” is often used as an abbreviation for “number,” and write about it. Or, use it as a word. Have fun! I tend to be very opinionated. I would not take an advice or another person's view,… Continue reading NO… #SoCS

3Line Tales

Haunted

Walking through the old house, the silence was eerie. The hall was empty. I wondered if the stories about it were true. The swords hanging on the wall, the portraits of slaves and the calabashes. Music drifted from an adjoining room to me. I moved into the next room to investigate what was happening and… Continue reading Haunted

poetry

Going Away

So I pack my suitcase You ain't gonna see me for a long time You got so used to me No more do you value  me My suitcase and I With a firm resolve not to take your crap Going to the place where strange faces Would make more sense. So I pack the suitcase And… Continue reading Going Away

One Liner Wednesday

The woman you marry… One Liner Wednesday

By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you’ll become happy; if you get a bad one, you’ll become a philosopher. ~ Socrates Image Credit: nearlywes.com Thanks Linda G. Hill for hosting this, such a lovely idea. Why don't you join us sometime? Until next time, Blessings!

poetry

Falling into the silence

As the golden sun Sinks into the sky Across the horizon birds fly Dark draws near Standing by the bed A cautious bed spread Smooth and soft A pillow, cover cloth and me So it's bedtime again Lying on the bed Trying to rest My tired bones and weary feet Then I remember Those Unwritten… Continue reading Falling into the silence