t w o w o r l d s

Find me in silent corners where the horizon’s mouth swallows another burning ball, licks the cool sky in pastel blush in front of all. Find me in soft, tender nighttime blanket, sipping a the third cup of my daily coffee haul. Find me inside the chosen shell of solitude where thoughts are slowly eaten, gingerly […]

Meaning

Binded but never blinded collection Of letter conniving to form words Of timeless wisdom freeing up minds Kept inside the dark room of ignorance. — 08.10.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash For dVerse: Celebrate with me today! I’m celebrating National Book Lovers Day!

Paired or Not

We are made with working pairs. Your right hand got your left. Your left ear got your right. Your right eye got your left. Your left lung got your right. We work with built-in pairs. A scissor will never be a scissor, it should be scissors even when added with the phrase “a pair”. Trousers […]

Lost Lavender

Forgive me, my creator but I feel you are a traitor, for painting me with friendly color and gifting me with healing odor, but letting me be a protector of a poisonous aggressor. In this human court judging me physically, my defense is my fragrant grace, and my pale petals’ serenity, yet the prosecution argues […]

s a n c t u a r y

Clothed pair of soles dressed in faux leather top and synthetic rubber pants, clanking, clanking, against the cobbled, sometimes cemented concrete jungle paths, dreams to be bare and naked against the foliage of the fallen petals of Autumn trees, ready and brave to be pricked with the crisp and thin sun-dried twigs, for the slave […]

paper glides (an object poem)

Thin paper glides with the hanging air disrupting the curtain of silence. Thick, hard cover kisses the wooden surface of the mahogany table, A page aching for ink waits for the sweaty palm, the first press of pen’s tip the drop of the first blot. New chapter starts. — 03.23.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights […]

P a s s a g e

The fading light, this old day done, the endless sea swallows yet another sun. As moon rises high over waters calm – calling out stars hiding in the velvet night’s arms – morning’s close by with a brand new dawn. — 01.18.2017 F.T. Ledrew x R. C. Gonzales (Thank you for the second collab, Thomas! […]

i am still here

i am still here, juggling balls named work, poetry, and life. i am still here, trying hard to tally the shifting of day and nights. i am still here, working ceaselessly to support those who matter. i am still here, resuscitating the heart of a hopeless dreamer. i am still here, lurking in between the blank pages […]

ending agony (WQW)

I’m participating (finally) for the first time to my dearie Jade‘s Writer’s Quote Wednesday (WQW) and my first quote is from the Still I Rise woman, Maya Angelou and her words that have been “the force” that pushed me to write this blog almost three years ago. (Woah! Time flies! :D) In my first post, Agony published […]

Confessions, ramblings, and everything in between

Over an hour. That is how long I have been staring at my screen flashing an unfinished article I should finish before the day ends. Eight tabs. That’s how many articles and resources I have read to be able to start writing and get my mind do what it’s supposed to do. Numerous words written […]