I write because I read. I read because I write.
my sweet little muse has beenasleep on a cornerdressed in specks of dust. unsure if she's down from glove punches or Hawaiian punch. i don't mixdrinks with ink. call me boringall you want. justwake my darling,fermentingmuse up. — 09.20.2022©2022 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.Photo by Diane Picchiottino on UnsplashThis work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.… Continue reading writing on writer’s block
My last Top Ten Tuesday was six months ago and I am grateful that The Artsy Ready Girl remains committed to this beautiful prompt. This week's theme is: Book Quotes that Fit X Theme (Pick any theme you want, i.e., motivational quotes, romantic dialogues, hunger-inducing quotes, quotes that fill you with hope, quotes on defeating… Continue reading 10 Book Quotes for a Writer’s Heart
rolled sunset crawlsto kiss whale's home,persimmon spilled.wilted leaves archtowards foliage tomb,autumn fulfilled. cold keys hangvoid of fingers, warm, bite the seed of hopewill it burst somebitter crumb? consider the possibilityof wings once our breathssuccumb — 11.17.2020©2020 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.Photo via Unsplash This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.… Continue reading take a seat and see
Come in, don’t be afraid, August, our blunt fists won’t bite your innocence, we just want you to please be honest, when can we taste the harvest of our last months’ chaos and mess? See, our nails are filled with dirt digging some seeds of winter hope to plant some spring fruit of faith, our… Continue reading honest august
gone are the days of a clear, singing underworld now icebergs are made of forgotten plastics half way, photographed before it fin'lly sinks, sea turtles're choking with once-kissed resin straw have we peeled your rainbow scales with our cruel claws? — 06.24.2020 ©2020 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash This work is… Continue reading mer-made
Come in. I am sorry for the lack of energy, would you like some lukewarm tea? Well, we are tired zombies, avoiding (or wait- ing) for the wind of death, we are suffocated not by the unseen killer but the cruel knee on our throat for centuries, (we chose to close our eyes on) well,… Continue reading come in, June
prisoned in cream-kissed- walls. outside, wheels re- tain its daily, restless toil. pair of wheat feet frozen in tiled snow, still, free hands' ink, flows. — 05.27.2020 ©2020 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License. — For dVerse Poetics: Make some room Felt… Continue reading escapees: a tanka*
thousand poems have i written 'fore fate allowed me to meet him, oh, how in hush heart- beats, low key hums, dearness draws near me towards him, oh, how my shy muse sings hymns, so sweetly since i knew him, oh, how rhymes roll off in rivulets, thousands and more poems now for him. —… Continue reading counting poems before and after him
I heard the hushed melting of the last flake of winter on the drying road bathed with the first infant rays of spring, I felt the spinning earth waited a bit, I saw a second lasted more than a minute, when you smiled at me for the first time. r. c. gonzales – roy |… Continue reading sareureuk
Our tongues are dancing muscles sprinkled with the magic dust of languages, as if before birth we're treated on a buffet of diverse dialects and accents where we select how our mouths will circle and arch to utter each twisted word's lyrical march, but pause and place your vein-hand in the middle of your breasts,… Continue reading postal code stamps
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