It has been a little while since my last post, but I am planning to start up again: my creative ideas are still going strong.
I would like to continue (regularly) posting about once a week:
Sunday and/or Monday night – New creative (poem) piece
Random (monthly, maybe?) night – Formal (top list, opinion) piece
I want to carry on and share new posts with my attractive, awesome, and incredible readers. I want to add a little more variety to my posts too. More top lists, new-form writing ideas and new poetry, as well.
Also, I have been updating, proofing and improving all of my old posts so check some of them out here and here. There are a bunch of them in my archive and menu.
Any suggestions, comments, critiques, ideas on my site moving forward like always, let me know. Feel free to comment, follow me on Twitter or send an e-mail to firstname.lastname@example.org, if you want to keep in touch.
See you girls/guys soon with some new stuff. Check back for more!
Together, we can give voice to the voiceless,
sew a broken soul, and tell
stories in the matter of minutes.
We’re missing a heart, but we
have fingers and a voice.
Not artificially, no,
the words aren’t our own nor
will they ever be, but
strum us together
and let us
tell unwritten stories
through the melody of music
They don’t know what it’s like standing on edge,
fighting for survival, living each day
without no one reason to go on.
It’s easy being human,
for they own the word, as they say.
But me, I’m just an enemy, hiding in mountains of snow,
fighting each day to see tomorrow’s sunrise.
On this block of ice is where I get away.
The excitement, and danger of peering into the unknown,
and venturing off on my own gives me a rush, one I often desire.
Hunters won’t find me here and neither will my cubs,
it’s what I need.
Sometime I wish that I could float down a stream,
get washed up on an island, and never come back.
Please get me away from the snow,
and into the sun.
I want to be on my own,
to feel what it’s like to be warm
on both the inside and out