creative writing
-
Enthral – Weekend Writing Prompt #113
Should’ve known Billy wasn’t like Matt and me Sinister brown eyes Set in his placid face That only twitched with Insidious glee When he tortured helpless cries From the stray puppies Hiding in the shrubs Separating our yard From the Millers Mom said He’d outgrow silly habits But Billy was enthralled With causing pain It’s Continue reading
-
Puppet Master’s Design
Liberty of mind — Suffered to remain caged Silenced by a jeering chorus Of oppressive voices Parroting persuasive fallacies Drips of rich honey Dangling from every word Falling into gaping mouths Hungry for the addictive flavor Of comforting half-truths While syrupy drizzles Of juicy peach lies Dilute skepticism’s rancid bile In a dizzying rush Of Continue reading
-
Loveless Ritual
It always took a couple of drinks to mellow him out. His thoughts adrift quiet waves of forgetfulness. And a few smokes kept his vexations blanketed under thick, silvery veils. She watched him lose himself in that aloof, inebriated space each night. He’d smile at her, though he never really saw her. He’d touch her Continue reading
-
Nostalgia
Part of him Had never left the shed Clinging to the epoch Of an evergreen freedom Sheltered within the pinewood Where infantile dreams Had been more Than bloated bubbles bursting On a chiding wind Continue reading
-
True Beauty
Her tummy was sucked in to a flat, concave curve; pressed so tightly inward, her ribs strained against her dark flesh like knives eager to cut through. She shifted from one side angle to the next, scrutinizing her reflection until her lungs protested with a violent quiver. Her stomach jutted out, a fist of rebuke Continue reading
-
Left Behind
Mythos of hopeful dreams — Fractured prisms through which The mind conjures bridges Pathways to a poppy-filled paradise Domed beneath sunflower rays Carrying the sillage of euphoria Wrapped around time’s casual stride And she follows close behind Squirming to fit In its oblivious shadow Further away From the looming darkness Yet it finds her As Continue reading
-
Searching
Lethargy or is it indolence? Mellowing sinews Putty beneath my skin Making it hard to shift This way or that Even the act of breathing Seems a laborious chore Sucking in stuffy air With wet lungs Or perhaps it’s the sun Pressing itself too close Its hot breath dizzying my senses In languorous listlessness So Continue reading
-
Lost Faith
Lost in the cosmic swirl Of stars pinned like crystal eyes Winking at her from their sable bed Dangling wishes above her sullen face Myriad constellations That could fill her desolate spaces Emptied of belief in miracles Shooting fiery trails across the sky Arching beyond the nadir Of her grim solemnity While angry voices beat Continue reading
-
Bistro Dates
Too many thoughts spent Pondering the right phrase Weighting perfect words To win his lingering gaze From the engaging discourse Between cutlery and chinaware Mocking their light conversation And meager platitudes Drowned in the hearty din Of laughter and lively chatter Cozy sounds brushing her shoulder With its enviable warmth And she clears her throat Continue reading
-
Writing Flow
Like arranging puzzle pieces Each word is fitted together Cursive shapes built then broken down Erased then created once more Aligned Unaligned Then realigned In repetitive cycles Punctuated by annoyed curses To construct a fluid passage Which breath and cadence Pass through Without obstruction The way blood flows through the vessels With steady pulses Continue reading
Nomad Writer 