If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier.– Sylvia Plath (via sheblogsnow)
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We all know that art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize the truth.– Pablo Picasso
Poetry Prompt -Write a poem using, " Between...
Another poetry prompt for my friends.
Poetry Prompt Response
What has happened to inspiration? It left me, locked behind your eyes. Why does every touch lack sensation? Your departure caused my nerves to die. Where can my frailties hide? No longer under your patchwork of lies. When will I end emotional recession? When I know why you had to leave. How can I kick this suffocating depression? Maybe after you extend an apology.
Poetry Prompt -Write a series of questions and...
A prompt to inspire my poetic friends. I wrote a response already and will post it this evening… For now, it is time to swim in attempt to beat this NorCal heat.
Fearlessness in those without power is maddening to those who have it.– Tobias Wolff (Everyone should watch the movie about his early years called “This Boy’s Life”— it is an amazing movie and I think it is where my dad learned his parenting skills.)
R.I.P. Ryan Dunn
….Tumblr (and poeticallyprofound, in particular) for enabling me to read dozens and dozens of AMAZING poems a day!
Sunshine plays at the delicate edges of red rosebud petals, and light dances on countless ripples in aquamarine lakes. Blue eyes of an infant- so innocent- shine like clear wading pools, while rolling green hills stand with composure that will not shake. Still, my corrupted human mind acknowledges no such beauty, as black and white will remain the only colors seen by me. I have limited...
The pills don't help...
To eradicate toxins from my poison mind, I must forget you.
ties for lies
consensuous: sperm donation does not a dad make and i won’t wait for father’s day to tell you so there’ll be no gifts from your worst mistake just a bitter farewell as i watch you go.
"Time" haiku pairing
Leaves will fall and flowers grow pretty and tall as time passes by. Time has the power to change much; but it will never make you mine.
I know now that Beauty is the hand-puppet of Deception, with the premise that one’s soul matches their reflection.
I wouldn’t pass judgement on no one. I haven’t been perfect myself.– Sonny Liston
graciouswords: Loneliness my friend when love left, you embraced me we mourn together
You lose nothing when fighting for a cause … In my mind the losers are...– Muhammad Ali
The umbra of insanity clings to my innermost being. Adaption has become obsolete, I must learn a new technique. Lucidity continues to abate and food refuses to satiate. My orison will remain unheard as musings become more absurd. How terribly awful it is, I find, to lose my presence of mind.
These dark thoughts running rampant in my psyche call out like old friends across a torrential sea. Calming thoughts weakly attempt to erase what I did telling me I deserve to live a life, joyous and placid. Loving thoughts remind me of being all alone, suggest I would never have made it on my own. Auditory thoughts of voices I don’t recognize, alert me to the demons dwelling deep...
Love is the strongest force the world possesses and yet it is the humblest...– Mohondas Ghandi