Inspiration – “I stopped thinking about extreme grief as the sole vehicle for great art when the grief started to take people with it.” – Hanif Abdurraqib The thing about grief is it is alive and warm like a child and begs to be…
Category: Miscellaneous
Isolation
A joy on a busy New York Pulling over Put of the crowd Unnoticed To dine alone Book on hand While thousands flow by Ignoring me. Heaven. Having a baby is rough. Everyone sees the baby. Twins is worse. Triplets impossible. Everywhere with a giant…
hour 18 invisible
if you knew what i know about loneliness you would understand invisibility in the spaces between privilege and righteousness lives fully before disappearing into untethered expectations of how we know how to live in the pockets of longing to be recognized for anything other than…
Across the Archway
when two became one elsewhere, i lost myself there where poetry keeps books were safer than other people anyway Neil Gaiman knew
Hour 7 Prompt 7 Normal
Hour 7 Prompt 7 Normal No one wants to be normal as it relates to others. Normal is boring, predictable, average or typical. No one wants to be typical. Everyone, or most everyone, wants to believe that they live…
Hour Seventeen, Quote Prompt
Abandoning the Dark Side “I stopped thinking about extreme grief as the sole vehicle for great art when the grief started to take people with it.” – Hanif Abdurraqib Of grief, I have seen my share, for years it was the vehicle that drove my…
“Books were safer than other people anyway.” – Neil Gaiman
They told stories That lived in the minds Of those who told them. Their pages laden with details Of love stories and broken hearts Of mysteries And works of art Of music And sing alongs Of intricate things That sometimes Made no sense Yet still…
“I am begging: Let me be lonely but not invisible.” – Prompt 17
I care nothing about anyone to beg I’ve done that before drunken ashamed begging why not me? Haven’t I proven myself to be worthy? In your eyes as if my own didn’t matter My sight thrived on how I lived in others minds maybe I…
Masterpiece
Masterpiece If he never performed, never auditioned every sound we’d miss. How his passion now still moves me. Each gentle rhythm builds measure. Harmony together accompany the emotions I feel. Music haunts your soul, from spirit I listen to him sing and perform. Live life…
That Day
I’ll never forget that day Yes, THAT day The day that everything changed I remember…. We were at Cherry Beach. It was very hot that day So no one really wanted to do very much It was mostly a “nap” day Even though no one…