A story whispered
Told again.
Heard by those
Not meant to say,
Growing monstrous,
Expansion uncontrollable.
Truth or fiction,
Rumbling through society
Becoming legend,
Becoming real.
Difference twixt legend
and fantasy shone
n a harsh and
an all too revealing light.
It’s your voice i hear,
When my doubt is high.
My hesitation stems
From you not hearing
Each echoing cry.
I show you my art,
My blood, sweat, and tears.
In hopes of pride swelling high,
all you can do is huff and sigh.
Tis but doodles you claim,
I guess you really do not see
How deeply it is you are cutting me.
I show you my words, written with care,
Shared so intimately.
Only to feel disappointed again.
No pride in me,
No surety.
All i hear dripping from
Those lips i love,
Is how naught i do
Is ever good enough.
I have decided to share a poem from each of my volumes of poetry, including my w.i.p.
from A pocketful of poetry : Don’t blame me
from creative Juices : Creative Juices
From Sacks of Wit : Vibrations
From Word Play : Vocal
And lastly from my Wip….
Life Drops : Anxiety
Go find a wonderful poet and enjoy! Here is some of my favorite Poems and Poets.
There are many more, but these are some of my most favorite.
Dripping loosely
the juices flowing,
the muses kiss sending
random ideas to a
creative brain.
Stories & Poems,
Lyrics and verse.
Flowing free the words
both dark and light.
Wringing out the heart,
pouring loose the soul,
putting pen to paper
trying to fill that hole.
Nothing blocking the drain,
naught to hide the pain.
Beauty and joy,
hope and sadness,
Intermingling loosely
as ink wets the page.
You see the darkness
That has seeped into my soul,
And fear the same that
Resides within you.
Do not hold me to blame
For seeing what you
Dare not.
Explore yourself,
And see what lies within.
Embrace it all
And fear it not,
For no part of who you are
Is meant to frighten.
I speak what lies
Within the human soul,
Within the human heart.
Those words are torn from
Experience that was hardest won.
Do not hold me to blame
For seeing what you
Dare not.
When you walk along
The path that I was forced to crawl,
And hold your head to the sky,
When I could barely see into another’s eyes.
Do not think to judge that escape
That the truth has wrought.
For in this life the truth
Is the only tool that I was allowed.
A wonderful post about world Poetry day by my sister! She even talks about me. what a wonderful bit of praise to wake up to.
A conversation with a friend earlier has all sorts of interesting thoughts going through my head. I am a survivor. My idiosyncrasies all have solid reasons. Yes I am extremely claustrophobic. I was once locked in the trunk of a car and told I would die there. So I earned that fear. Sanity really is dependant on how you view things. I am for all I can be sane….However I have lived through enough to make me wary of somethings. So there are people who would question my mental states. Not all who are insane are such truly, most have been made that way by living a difficult life. Before you judge the behaviours another displays, ask yourself if you know their entire story. Sometimes instead of judging, offer a kind word. You might make a difference. In today’s society I fear many are less than sane. It is because so many end up suffering.
If you are suffering and feeling alone…please reach out for help.
Trying so hard
To spark the muse,
To get an inspire.
Brainstorming,
Planning,
So much i can’t see.
How do i pull this creativity
Out of me?
Searching the web
For the dreams
That others have spun.
To start a storm
Electrifying new places,
Starting ideas flowing.
Elusive muses failing
To provide even
The most simple idea.
Good morning readers and writers! Again, sorry for the lax of posting as of late. Lot’s going on as the title states. Firstly, I have a new website for The Woodland Adventures series! There …
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| synonyms: | terror, fright, fearfulness, horror, alarm, panic, agitation, trepidation,dread, consternation, dismay, distress;
anxiety, worry, angst, unease,uneasiness, apprehension, apprehensiveness, nervousness, nerves,perturbation, foreboding;
informalthe creeps, the shivers, the willies,the heebie-jeebies, jitteriness, twitchiness, butterflies (in the stomach)
“he felt fear at entering the house”
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| synonyms: | be afraid of, be fearful of, be scared of, be apprehensive of, dread, live in fear of, be terrified of;
be anxious about, worry about, feel apprehensive about
“she feared her husband”
have a phobia about, have a horror of, take fright at
“he fears heights”
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We all have them. Some are more prominent than others. I am doing some research on fears as one of my stories are dealing with fear currently. I also researched it for personal reasons. My fears have a logical reasons behind them. I logically understand that I have nothing to be afraid of. Still my fears exist, and on occasion they take control of my life. It means no closing myself into little rooms. No getting locked in someplace I cannot get out of. For all the logic of knowing why, I cannot seem to overcome it with logic. So I am curious…what are your fears? And what do you do to overcome?
Pattimouse 