Dreams

When I dream, I come alive

Synapses fire within my head

sending beautiful sparks through my brain

There is no experiences inaccessible to me during that dream like start

I’m the ruler of countries

the beggar in the street

I have loved a million times

and died a thousand deaths

There is no end to what I can dream

I’m the mother of men and woman,

the creator of planets and all forms of life

Within a blink of an eye, I could choose to destroy it all

I live my life in dreams.

When I’m awake, I count the hours

until I can dream again.

Hidden

I hide from pointing fingers, accusing and judging.
I hide from eyes that see, they always take with them,
a part of me.
I hide from venomous lips and spiteful tongues,
those that lie and hate.
Alone, I am safe and free.

Now that you are gone

My lips quiver at the thought of you
This wild thing in my chest thuds appropriately
I know not what I have passed up on
The chance at future happiness perhaps?
Or maybe the failure of a love refused?
Thoughts of fairytale endings no longer preoccupy my mind
There is no prince charming
The end of the rainbow is simply mist
And I shall continue to exist without you.

Lost

Do not look for me.
I am lost.
Do not pray for me.
There is no absolution.
Do not pity me.
I will never change.
Do not love me.
I will hurt you.
Do not forgive me.
I will do it again.
Do not try to save me.
I am lost.

Writing Prompt Exercise

Sometimes we just can't come up with anything to write about, and if you are anything like me, then you find the usual writing prompts to be a bit mundane and broad. There is one way that you can prompt yourself with just a few magazines and a pair of scissors.

I find that the best magazines to use are National Geographic's. You can usually pick up a few pretty cheap at an opportunity shop, garage sale or even from the library. Cut out every interesting looking picture, or have someone else go through them for you. Even advertisements can be used.

Once you have all the pictures in a pile, in no particular order, take the first picture and write the first thing that comes to mind. It can be absolutely anything. Don't take too long, each picture should take you around 30 seconds and no longer.

After you have used all the pictures you should have a nice long nonsense poem. Each line can be used as a prompt for a story or poem. You could find the idea for your next short story, or an epic novel. The possibilities are endless.

A collection of images

Sheets of white, frightening ledge

Give him Rolex for Christmas

Reaching for escape; barren landscape

Shade of red framing a golden centre.

Old scars hide his cruel nature

Freedom of the ocean, happiness of a seal

Strange gelatinous goo excites me

Explosion, a million tiny shards of light

Men bring meat, women sustain life

A barren landscape, there is nothing left

Religion forces itself upon modern life

Pomegranate season is a good time for juice

Tiny beaded hats protect heads from nothing

My eyebrows itch, I need to sneeze.

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Late Night Garbage

White lace flowers shimmer,
back and forth they float before me.
Whispering, always whispering.
A lonesome owl calls out in the distance,
chasing the moon until the sun begins to rise.
Up into the sky, bringing forth life.
Day is for the living,
night is for the dead.