Writing
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Wrestling With Words
We writers We wrestle with words We grapple with Our deepest hurts We lasso letters Subdue sentences Assert alliteration On prose skeletons Phrases follow us Verbs vex us We’re haunted by imagery Of our past failures And all of this In desperate pursuit Of seeing our problems From a better point of view Continue reading
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Wells of Words
I make my way Deep in the mountains Where wells of words Spring up like fountains A quiet place Sequestered from the chaos Where my calloused heart Can open its layers Where I can soften In the delicate morning dew And cast my eyes over The astonishing view And feel the rumbling From beneath my… Continue reading
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Empty Instruments
I try to drown out The terrible noise With a host of empty Instruments of joy I flood my senses With sugary notes Cherry-topped tunes On ice cream cones I bash my head With heavy bass lines To try to drive The sadness from my mind A mindless melody A simplistic symphony Repetitive lyrics That… Continue reading
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Writing Inferno
I write Because I must I have a creative inferno A fiery thrust It burns and rages On the inside of me Either I can let it consume me Or I can set it free It singes the paper With intricate scorch marks That somehow tell the story Of my aching heart And as I… Continue reading
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Treasured Words
My heart is A blacksmith’s delight Where an eternal forge Smoulders inside It is here that I Forge precious stones And purify ores Of silver and gold I fashion treasures Of infinite worth And hide them amongst These tortured words So on the days The light is stolen I harvest hope From these treasures golden Continue reading
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Ink Monster
I let the ink monster Out of my heart Its form is of dark sorrow Its visage marred Its eight legs sprawl As it uncoils itself And it sneaks across the page With astonishing stealth It leaves a trail Of writhing black ink A kind of pathway That will help me think And as it… Continue reading
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Inversion (Part 1 of 3)
A lament I see cold stars In dark skies Their blue light No warmth provides A black sun rises Radiant dark Light flees into cracks Night is about to start Blue flames lock me Into a pillar of ice Water shoots upwards The ground by clouds dried An inverted worldSets its mightTo stop my journeyTo… Continue reading
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Thief (repost)
There is a thief Who raids my mind Steals my thoughts My ideas, my time Locks my knowledge away Rips it from my reach Feeds on my files Like a ravenous leech When I try to transmit Expressions of emotions The signal is jammed My throat becomes frozen It even blocks My ability to write… Continue reading
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Endless Energy
I am imbuedWith a restless energyA boundless fountainOf bewildering creativity It boils insideMy creaking heartAnd sends electric shocksDown my arms I can’t resistTo it I must bendBut if I let it startIt will never end So I feared this streamOf endless wordsYet holding them inFelt even worse So I relentedTo this colossal forceAs pen and… Continue reading
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Speed of Light
My mind moves At the speed of light I can’t stop it I have tried I can numb it With mindless distractions But then depression Kicks into action I tried to resist it I was afraid That this endless creation Would never fade Until I accepted it And flowed with its rhythm Submitting myself to… Continue reading
