Write through it. Write about anything. The sky is dark because it is night outside, I can hear an engine as a truck passes on the street, I hear water softly falling into the aquarium behind me.
|Photo by MDragonwillowI love playing with abstract photography.|
Part of my creative process.
And you keep writing until something clicks, until suddenly:
black of the sky presses down
down into the marrow of my bones
bones turning brittle from age
age falling foward never back
back into a childhood better forgotten
forgotten memories turned to dust
dust sprinkled on the dresser, never clean
clean is a state of mind best left behind
behind closed doors, the sound of whispers
whispers softly spoken of love
love can change everything in a moment
moment of laughter on the tongue
tongue twisting words floating in the air
air light and sweet like cinnamon
cinnamon brings me into morning
morning chai tea fills me with joy
joy of misty sunrises on the lake
lake lapping at the shore
shore up your heart or break it open
Write through it and see what happens, you just never know where your words will take you. Mysteries waiting for you between the spaces of now and forever. Take a moment and see where your words lead you in the comments below, see if you can find a thread and pull it into a poem.
Time for the Indie ebook:
Have you Linked Up for OctPoWriMo? Come on over and join in the fun!
Wild Woman Waking & Dancing within Shadow, is a Bodywork transformer, dancing poet, motivator of words, magical instigator and creatrix of #OctPoWriMo & #PoetsonthePage. You can find out more about her and how she can help you "move your body, move your words" on her website, Read, Dance, Write.
Yes, she is on Google+ too!
Make sure you sign up to receive our updates, tips and prompts to share in all the poetry fun!