December 2010
17 posts
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An Exercise in Writing
She used to laugh and say I was a fool on which the world danced, a pincushion for unlucky souls, a jester in a court of ghosts. I used to smile weakly and tell her she was cruel; she would always reply, “I know.” Always the same, every morning for five years. Then she challenged me to write a story in sunset and sea-breeze, something to seep softly from leaking eyes. She told me to make something...
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“In the same way the soldier loads a shell into the chamber, the same way a...”
– A small part of a story that I’m currently writing.
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An Elegy in Embers
She used to catch sunlight that splintered through the leaves,
Standing on the hillside with a net of needles and thorns,
Winding thin through the fog that spit mist on her ankles,
But she still had her sights set on something much greater than this.
So she would drink little lights on calm nights with cricket cries rising,
The star-streaked sky hanging heavy above her,
The slow rush of...
buzzfashionx asked: Do you write everything on this page? If so, it is amazing. The outlook portrayed in 'Happiness Never Found Me Weeping' was really inspiring.
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theycallmelolita asked: Just discovered this blog, absolutely fallen in love with it - your writing is beautiful! Where do you get your inspiration?
“When I shower I scrub behind my ears because I am looking for peace in this...”
awaitingangels-deactivated20110 asked: Your blog is breathtaking, refreshing, amazing and most definitely very inspiring!
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Happiness Never Found Me Weeping
Happiness never found me weeping
In the west wind, in the pale blue, in the starlit starling firefly storm;
No. Happiness never found me there.
And I have watched on brighter days wiser men aiming their cannons into the sky,
Preparing to do battle with God as if every gunshot were a prayer, asking for forgiveness,
Saying, “Why have you forgotten us? Look at how old we are. Look at how weak....
de-los-santos-deactivated201102 asked: Amazing blog!
northernprophet1 asked: Hello;
Your writing is quite fantastic, and you should be proud of your work. I loved every bit of it, particularly "So Said the Devil". I'm something of a writer myself, although none of my work is on my profile yet.
My question to you is this; is all of the writing on your profile your own work? If so, where do you draw your inspiration from? I understand...
Your writing is quite fantastic, and you should be proud of your work. I loved every bit of it, particularly "So Said the Devil". I'm something of a writer myself, although none of my work is on my profile yet.
My question to you is this; is all of the writing on your profile your own work? If so, where do you draw your inspiration from? I understand...
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The Day After Tomorrow
A small something that popped into my head. I might try to use it in a future work; I also might not. It all depends.
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If I were to die the day after tomorrow, I would have one simple request: let there be tears. Let there be laments leaking from mourners’ lips. Let me be selfish in death, if not in life, and weep for me. Weep for me. And let me part from your memory...
danseart asked: I have enjoyed your writing/essays. There is a bit of an unreal feeling to them, the stories told somehow not quite graspable but at the same time very much from the heart and true to feel. A journey really.
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The Sinner's Lament
Tender sinners of the new age, come close and break softly. Come bend accordion in the light, fold wounded at your knees, taste the honey in your scars, and know that you are nothing more than human. I have seen what you are: it is nothing less than human. And, gentle sinners of the coming days, I know what you have done. I can hear the lechery leak through your teeth. I can taste it in the blood...
Anonymous asked: what kind of writing courses you took and what kind of poetry did you read that helped you.
youre a great great writer by the way.
youre a great great writer by the way.
Anonymous asked: youre amazing. i love everything on your blog. im trying to improve my writing. im so lost though. i feel like i need more motivation or things that can influence me to write because i love writing.
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“Half our lives must be taken up by building things. The other half, tearing...”
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A Dream and a Daybreak
In his dream he saw his father’s eyes gazing from the mountain,
Crinkles of dust worn thick ‘round the lids,
Blinking back the tears that tumbled to waterfalls and spilled into the valley.
There used to be a home here. But now it’s all seaweed and lotus leaves
With faint whispers of time spent waiting for the end of days.
And it comes, rolling in from bleeding horizons as the sun sets to...