24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Art, in its many forms, has been and remained my outlet in everyday life. I believe that art is the one true passage way for the soul to communicate with the rest of the world. Being an artist has introduced me to people, cultures, and experiences I would have never had otherwise. As you read any of my poetry, music, view my art or listen to any of my audio poems, I hope that you look and listen with an open spirit. If I'm able to paint a picture of any kind in your mind, that's what counts. June of 2013 I published my second poetry book entitled "One". In 2010, I wrote and recorded my first single, "Love is not for the weak" Back in 2008, I opened a small painting business "Custom Creations" Yes, I love the arts! As of right now, I am working on another book, a comedy actually! A real life look at the dating scene in your 30's. You definitely wont want to miss this one! I still run "Custom Creations" and I am a poetry junky and will never put the pen down!
Faceless hue,
Exhausted clouds seemed to show me the way.
There was color on the other side….
Today would be my lucky day.
Dull from my travels, I searched inside for my bold.
Crimson told her story…
She was tired….
She was old.
When you reach your destination,
I want you to think of me.
Colors are beauty
Colors are for the world to see.
Hello! My name is Heather and I have done this poetry marathon once before! Very cool experience.
Poetry is my release. One of…. I don’t believe there are rules to poetry ( although there are rules for certain types ) write as you feel….. and feel as your write…… looking forward to this challenge. I have been blocked for a long time when it comes to writing…. this should be interesting!
I recently opened up a meditation spa in my area. Very excited about that! I am a Reiki practitioner, hydro therapist ( yoni cleanse) and Bach remedy practitioner.
HAPPY WRITING EVERYONE!
Dying to herself, withered in toil she lay.
Arms so unkept from years of fruitless waving, one dared to quiver.
Not as if it mattered, what’s been done, has been done.
For years, she danced around in a world of her own.
Seeing the unseen, occasionally drifting to one…..
Always just for fun.
Love couldn’t live here to long.
As soon as it came, even quicker it had gone.
It had always been acceptable to be the lover, just not the loved.
V.Sky
The idea of love was enchanting…..
the reality of it…..is daunting.
Three words couldn’t possibly be more haunting……
V.Sky
The clueless are always convinced they have a clue.
Shredding you apart with their inconsiderations, deceit is their only truth.
V.Sky
Although he was comfy is the hammock of his beliefs
she chose herself, the comfort of another, to feed her relief….
V.Sky
Although he was comfy is the hammock of his beliefs
she chose herself, the comfort of another, to feed her relief….
V.Sky
Enslaved by the unknown
Scared of the what ifs
Taken by his beauty
Loving him for the shift
V.Sky
Melted into thoughts that have consumed my whole life, I wait…
For an epiphany
An idea
A gut feeling
Maybe message of clarity.
Still, nothing.
V.Sky
It didn’t feel as good as she remembered.
Now it was tainted.
Most days she played her part,
Her smile was simply painted.
I love you
Three words that once meant so much.
No longer what I wanted
No longer in its clutch.
V.Sky