New Blog

No, I am not getting rid of this one. I just realized last night how apart our little worlds are and wondered, what if we could connect? We could create in the company of other writers, and help each other grow. We could post our seperate blogs there as well, so that we could bring closer our little worlds. So I created this blog, intractablewhispers.blogspot.com and I hope you will all look at it and seriously consider joining. You are all such amazing, inspiring writers. xxx

Bottled ships that shatter on the shore.
I pin love letters to my arms
and wish to them
"become wings?"
If love could last beyond
would we staple ourselves
glued to snowglobes
like pain was all we'd ever know?

Or could we learn
to take a breath,
skip a beat,
and then let go.

All of a sudden you realize that you don't know, and the reasons all seem silly now. Hiding? What is that? How can you hide from what's always been by your side? And are you supposed to hide from anything? Was it all a lie? She shed on it a blood stained light, wanting only for us us to feel the same. Alone is scary, yes my friend, and her claws dug up from tainted ground. We wanted nothing more than to sink within her, is that so wrong? Is the thread really unraveling as quickly as she hums? In the dark of my mind, I swear it's true. But how do you deny what the mirror tells you?