I wished for a simple peace of mind. It came to me on a street corner in New York City in the middle of the night as I was walking off a bout of insomnia and getting nowhere with it. And isn't that the way it is? That you find somewhere in the middle of… Continue reading Drowning in the Shallows
Tag: writing
The Last Time
By Linds B, So, if this is the last time . . . The last time I ever stare into those beautiful amber colored eyes, The last time I ever see you smile because of me, The last time I get to hold you in my arms, The last time I get to hear that… Continue reading The Last Time
The Living End
It's poetry week here at Sorryless! Well . . the next few posts anyhoo. One post each by me and the lovely and uber talented Linds B. And as an added bonus, we're doing a 'Wordless Wednesday' which will feature Linds B's amazing photography skills. So yeah . . three rounds of poetry, if you… Continue reading The Living End
Celebrating Tuesday! Said no one, ever.
I feel sorry for Tuesdays. Tuesday is like the middle child that gets left with the grandparents when the family goes to Disney World. Whereas Monday is the high profile villain we love to hate and Wednesday has achieved a low key Friday status, Tuesday ain't got much of anything going on. So in keeping… Continue reading Celebrating Tuesday! Said no one, ever.
Magnolia Smile
The following is a prompt challenge presented to me by the uber talented Karen Craven over at Table for One. (Click here for Karen's challenge post.) The word for this prompt is magnolia, and there is no word count. I'm not sure if Frank from A Frank Angle will take part in this one, seeing as how it's a… Continue reading Magnolia Smile
The Writing Was The Thing
Writing is the thing, the whole thing and nothing but the thing. I've uttered that sentence a million times, and I've been judged on it just about as many times. As people are wont to do, they provide their own valuation to the sentiment. They tailor it to fit their rules, never minding the questions… Continue reading The Writing Was The Thing
Excuse my French, but the (Pre)fix is In
Some words have all the luck. If you shout "Fire! in a crowded theater, you'll soon find yourself all alone. But if you shout "Bacon" in an empty kitchen, you will instantly achieve the opposite effect. No one likes a "headache" but everyone loves "chocolate". And while "water" is great, it doesn't elicit the same… Continue reading Excuse my French, but the (Pre)fix is In
