carve away the layers
to weave the poetry
beneath.
the pen has so much power
that only you can
release.
Poetry is the lifeblood
you cannot help but bleed
everywhere.
Ars poetica November 5
Month: November 2024
February book release planned
Serena has been doing another short story collection and she finally got all the stories for it done.
We have it scheduled for a Valentine’s Day release.
She is going to be working on a new collection as she said that short stories seem to collect so easily…So the Next one is titled Stacked Nightmares.
So please stay tuned for more details.
Pad challenge Day 4
https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2024-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-4
(in case of visual issues the poem reads)
courage is not just
the rushing in recklessly,
occasionally courage is
knowing that I have
lost my nerve
and then stepping
forward anyway.
I will make sure
I am always taking
the forward step,
Even though I don’t know
I will always have the nerve
to back up my move.
Ars poetica November 4
Inspiration does not come easily
Especially when trying to write poetry.
Sometimes the art is but a whisper
forgotten to the land of dreams,
others it is not as good as once it seemed.
Every time you pick up your pen
the dance of poetry starts again.
It bleeds into all prose you write
Often stuck in your brain
much like a parasite.
Pad challenge Day 3
Ars poetica November 3
the pen is heavy
when the poetry hurts
all the words cut
like you carve them
into your skin.
Poetry is but simply
emotions given form.
Pad challenge Day 2
Ars poetica November 2
As the ink dries I see
the definition of who I am
in the poetry.
Though I have written
many a line and verse,
I have not found anything
like poetry that can hurt.
P.A.D Day One
Ars Poetica Returns
How strange it feels
to pick up the pen,
with the intent to write.
As if I could peel away my skin
and let poetry see the light.
Exposure of the soul
in a way that few would
understand,
leaving my pen sitting limp
suddenly in my once so eager hands.
I feel like it should not stop me
the idea that I might be misunderstood,
instead I will let flower the words
and see if I can find the art within.
Pattimouse 