Think Tank Thursday

I've joined the Poets United community and they have a prompt today as part of their Think Tank Thursday. I chose to do mine using blackout poetry that I created using the local horoscope that I always read on a news website near me.  Here's the clip, followed by my submission.

enough of

people, places and things

decide 

to stir up your ire

your pride

or your fear

you're more than average

fuel this fire

break it down

more honesty and truthfulness

Moonlight

My soul bleeds in words
finger painted by moonlight
under the night sky.

(January 30, 2012)

Pieces of Me

Lately,
  I feel my only weapons
    are words.
My only therapy,
  phrases turned
    and painted
  and woven carefully
onto paper
  in delicate patterns
    that move and breath
  forming a life force
all their own.

Each letter.
  Each word.
    Each sentence.
….A piece of me,
  ripped from my core
with brute force
  leaving me breathless
    and torn,
  adorned with emotion
and freckled with truth
  forming chapters
    of myself
  in tattered pieces
left scattered about
  in all of the places
    that I have been.


(January 30, 2012)

Paper Cranes

A thousand paper cranes
   flew through my dreams last night.

Words,
   fervently scripted,
      on delicate washi sheets
         inscribed in ebony,
      (ink darker than the midnight sky)
         and folded,
            carefully,
      by the tiny hands of the unknown
         then thrown,
            into the atmosphere,
               like heartfelt messages tossed to sea.

They carried with them
   hushed secrets
      of forlorn lovers
         separated
            by miles
               or circumstance,
   wishes,
      whispered into their wings,
         by children,
            that dare to dream
               and to create
                  fairy tales,
                     in their minds,
   and wisdom,
      of those that have carried
         the tremendous weight
            of knowledge
               on their shoulders
                  across this vast earth.

They beckoned to me,
   like paper lanterns,
      glowing in the wind,
         to reach out and gather
            their delicately crafted bodies
         and unfold
            that which was cast to the breeze,
               in hopes,
                  of being harnessed
                     by the universe.

I closed my eyes
   and wished,
      upon all the stars in the heavens,
         that I may
            reach out and cage
               the bird inscribed by only you.

I longed to hear it sing
   the loving notes
      of your sweet lullaby to me.
Your words,
   written on it’s wings.
I want to tattoo my skin
   in a million words of love,
      (your words)
         (your love)
            and bleed only ink.

But when I reached for them,
   they came to life
      and flew,
         towards the horizon
            on paper wings
               powered,
                  by the lungs of creation.

(January 20, 2012)

Answers must dwell in my deepest layers

I’m not sure how you do it.
You strip me naked and rip open my flesh…
Digging around in the deepest layers of me
and ripping me to shreds until I feel raw and broken
and you find the answers that you are looking for.
While it’s happening I feel anger and it borders on hatred and helplessness.
But once it’s over…I can’t be mad.
I can only feel love and appreciation because each time you dig deep into my core, I learn something new about myself.


(originally from December 5, 2011)

Looking forward to the writing community here!

After having a Tumblr for about 6 months, I was encouraged to start a blog over here in this side of the blogging world because I hear there is a good writing community.  My plan is to begin posting from my older pieces and keep at it until I am current, then continue from there.  Feedback, comments, and messages are encouraged and appreciated!  Stop by frequently, as I'll be updating quite often.  Let me know if you have a writing blog as well...I would love to check it out!

Thanks!