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 A blog documenting my writing journey |
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| unfocused stare through frosted window flakes drifting on air gently disguise bitter cruel cold thoughts metamorphing to prayer through frosted window unfocused stare I sip heat descending inside fingers tighten their grip belly fills with ephemeral hope beats of heart skip heat descending inside I sip |
| Ruddy cheeks contort into a faux smile as I pay for two toe-tapping hours with a crumpled, numbered ticket. Upturned corners of lips slowly descend as I ask a head-shaking question. Slowly, a dimpled arm rises, its unfurling finger leads my gaze to another rickety ticket dispenser. (Yeah, I seriously wrote a poem about a trip to the freaking DMV. I need help. I know... ;) |
| Strands of neon hair flare to vivid incandescence with rolling flashes of sodium-bulbed street lamps. Errant tresses tickle moistened, swollen lips. Drippy nostrils sniff, wobbling sweat-slicked nose rings. Pink irises stare, unfocused, to an invisible horizon, dotted by dilated pupils that follow little white lines into the deepest pits of familiar despair as his body twitches on another crud-caked bus. |
| Gnarly fingers reach for the sky, icy headwinds whipping, shaking. Parched roots tunnel through dusty sand, search in vain for fiction’s sustenance. Darkened storm clouds roil overhead, teasing vital, life-giving drops. But only lightning’s stinging strikes crackle their way to cracked lips. |
| That matrix algebra class I took in college finally came in handy--for a poem about rocket science. Who woulda thunk it? Yay! :) Rocket Scientist's Breakthrough Brows furrow behind twinkling lenses. Bowed fingers press sweat-soaked temples. Flurry of hammered strokes bounce rattling ten keys, twisting vector spaces with aggravating linear transformations. Quivering chin drops into itchy palm as unfocused vision blurs. Thoughts tumble into blissful abstraction’s welcome abyss. Spine straightens, lips curling into a victorious grin. Sudden clarity sends a thumping heart soaring. (Geeky = me) |
| ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Inky tresses slap life into gaunt and bony cheeks. Tightened strings of bodiced corset crush ribs as she speaks. Sepia-dyed dresses guzzle crimson at her chest. Bitter echoes thump within an aching, hollow breast. Sneering lips quiver and part when Valentine’s arrives. Sniff, dismiss all nasty thoughts of love’s sharp, stabbing knives. Squeak, then squawk, arthritic fingers pull tug at imagined cage, freeing flaps of angry wings to bleed her pain and rage. Naked heels and clenching toes dance off her dark desires. Loneliness has taught her how to douse those damning fires. 10 lines |
| Rocking the Boat Spittle spatters steaming mics. Dope rhymes reverberate in sympathetic ears. Fists rocket skyward in deafening silence, playing counterpoint to the stamp of collective feet punching heart-shaking beats into solidarity’s show. Three-lettered banners sweep overhead as megaphone-toting politicians cry, “Don’t rock the boat.” |
I didn’t have time for an editing pass, but I least I got the story in before the deadline. I kinda like this one—sorry for all the f-bombs. That’s just how Jim talks! :)
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| I really wanted to use the badass "self-fulfilling prophesy" prompt for Screams this week, but I've have a devil of a time figuring out a story to suit it. Then, I thought of a fortune cookie message to open the story, and it suddenly clicked into place... Yay! :) |
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