It’s seems funny, the way the animals sound at a distance, the mountains stand tall, I have read they could be mustard seeds, only if my faith allows…
Ebony Larijani
EbonySB
Author, Poet, Yogi and Blogtalk Radio Host. Writing is how I release, talking is how I heal, yoga is how I balance. From VA, looking forward to the 24hr marathon.
11 a.m.
The doors slam and the locking sound reminds me of the way I once felt in a panic attack, I know I’m leaving here though, that panic attack once made me beleive every lie it caused me breath to catch off inhale, too much exhale. What’s the difference, how do I know I will walk out this locked door….
10 a.m.
I thought that a drive would delay a thought, but as the wheels turned so did the mind and I only imagined where I would go from here, both mind and physical…
9am
I immediately stood
The morning had come
I was fresh
Renewed
Clean
Unaware
Of what will come
Ironically it hit me that this is how everyday is
We never know what words will come out of our mouth each hour
I lay on the deck
Flipped through the thesaurus
I am a vessel of letters…
9am
I immediately stood
The morning had come
I was fresh
Renewed
Clean
Unaware
Of what will come
Ironically it hit me that this is how everyday is
We never know what words will come out of our mouth each hour
I lay on the deck
Flipped through the thesaurus
I am a vessel of letters…
24hr Marathon
Thank you for having me, from Va. I am an Author, Poet and Blogtalk radio host. I am excited to be in the moment for 24hrs of writing.