Circus of Words

Words are coming out, Jumbled thoughts flow steady Tell the world thoughts I understand In broken riddles And senseless nonsense... I k...

I thought free time was what I needed— Empty days and easy planning Where the words can flow freely And stories can be told But my mind ...

I've been quiet too long Letting the words sit idle Choked up, suffocating on my tongue Waiting for them to be perfect, But ther...

Earlier this year I posted a poem called Who Am I . It captured the a portion of what I was feeling, but there was something lacking. So, I ...

I f you've read my post entitled,  The Successful Blog , you may have guessed that one of the things I struggle with is the wide range o...

So, I loved my idea to create a story series: it gave me a writing deadline to look forward to each week, as well as a chance to create and...

I've always loved fairy tales, folktales, and mythology. As you probably know, most of the fairy tales we know, actually have tragi...

One year ago, I started "The Challenge." My goal was to get back to writing by forcing myself to write a post every day for one y...

A blank sketchbook lies at my feet It stares at me curiously as I walk by Knowing emptiness is some kind of defeat, It waits for me patie...

Everyone's doing it--      or so it seems And quality comes and goes Like earthquakes on a Richter scale... But its hard to sta...

The words are there-- Every dotted i, every crossed t Punctuated, what seems so perfectly... Staring back at me, Waiting for affirmation...

Imagination brews Unlikely places, unlikely creatures All a beautiful concept Waiting to be fleshed out Waiting to be something More th...

The fun (and burden) of poetry is when you re-read a poem and realize it completely captured a moment or idea (or that it didn't quite ...

The words are there, Like magma,      hot and red, oozing Through the core of my mind. The pressure builds,

See the words hanging there? Scattered with ellipsis--      Unfinished,           Dangling, Memories and ideas trying to escape While t...

I use to see visions when I closed my eyes, Whisked away to far off places and different realms Where fairies were as ordinary as me And ...

Spotlight on Octavia E. Butler The fusion of ideas, Blended into a world of possibility-- Uncontradicted and unheard of Science...

I've always known that eventually I'd have a pen name; it's not that I don't like my name so much as a separation between t...

Quotes read from blank pages Fill the air and linger above us Beautiful words of inspiration Paint illustrious images in the sky Captivate e...

Happy endings exist, In fairy tales at least For someone... Some unflawed protagonist  Fighting against the odds To overcome some ...