Holding on to
One dream one
Promise to be
Exempt from despair
One year ago, today, I started my WordPress journey. It was my first ever attempt at blogging AND my first time sharing my words with more than one or two close friends. I wasn’t sure if anyone would even find me amoung the thousand of blogs out there… much less find my offerings of value. I wasn’t sure if this was the right avenue for me or if I would even continue more than a week or two. Now, here we are.
The support I’ve found here is amazing. Beyond the “follows” and the “likes” I have experienced some heartfelt, thoughtful comments, critique and encouragement. I have even made some connections that now extend outside of this blogging world; making friends I hope will be part of life for years to come. All of this is to say Thank You to all of you. Because of you I have not abandoned this journey and I am truly living in the land of the word that I so love for the first time in ages. In fact, I’m currently working on a book of poetry and a novel…something I have never had the courage to actually pursue before. It was always only a dream, until now, until you.
This WP community is full of talented people and I am happy to be one of them. 🙂
And because this is always all about the words, the art, the poetry…I leave you with a poem or 3.
spent walking quietly
in the darkness
enjoying the comforting solitude
the night affords
but this night
some thing prowls
haunt and growl
shivers careen down my spine
in the black
imagining a stampede
of horns and teeth
of maggots swarming beneath skin
some thing grabs hold
from my unwilling throat
I break in two
sins run red
mutiply my body into darkness
I had to reblog this poem. If you haven’t visited nokindofmagic from my Featured Friends please do so now. I think you will disagree with him about his name…
Just name the price, you devil. Sweet and clear I put out the fire I’ve sworn to protect from wind from sanity from the ordinary And it made me realise a single tear suits me more than boiling blood giving ghost between hungry fingers or passing warmth for the sake of unsheltered morning Kiss […]
an infectious disease
my every waking moment
thoughts of you
even creep in
attack my cells
cannot fight you off
and you spread
you and I
~Made a slight revision based on some wonderful feedback. What do you think? Do you like Version 1 or 2 better?
∞Written for acrostic lesson #1 from http://typewriterworkshop.wordpress.com
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