Tag: writing

  • Baking

    After the pie exploded  He realized the instructions were coded  By not reading directions  He missed the obvious connections  Not knowing the boss was loaded 

  • Wind and Trees

    The wind and the trees didn’t bother me when the sun was still out.  Back when I thought I was still brave.  Now I was beginning to wonder if I had ever been brave.  I had never been afraid of the dark until this very moment, but here I was.  Alone.  Outside.  Terrified.  I wanted…

  • Finest Hour

    “Yesterday was not my finest hour,” Greg said into the microphone.  As I listened to his new recording, I started to wonder what he was going to do next.  Would he confess his sins or just the ones for he which he had been caught?  I knew I shouldn’t be listening to his confession, but…

  • Starlight

    Bright shimmering stars  Leading me away from him  And back to myself 

  • My Community

    “I knew my community would pull together when I really needed them.  They knew what I needed before I even knew.”  I stared out the window to the ocean and wondered what I could have done differently.  I needed to decide what I was going to do, but also longed for someone to tell me…

  • Explorer

    He always thought himself an explorer  When really he as a very loud snorer  He needed to sit and decompress  To get better at chess  Then he could become an adorer 

  • Lies

    Muddied mystery  Hiding truths.  Facts.  Denials.  Leaving me behind. 

  • Expand

    Happiness expands  Like flowers blooming in spring  Radiating calm 

  • Focus

    “If we could only focus on what is right in front of us, I know we could figure this out.”  I stared at the college application in front of me and tried not to panic.  I wasn’t sure if college was for me, but college was definitely for my parents.  I wondered how often I…

  • Sing

    Forget I said anything  Maybe pretend I can sing  I need to tell a story  And all its love and glory  Could maybe be better than a bee sting