Writing challenge, Day 9

To me

Writing offers freedom of some kind
Space to liberally speak the mind
To date, I’ve been polite
Avoiding possible smite

Removed from the usual race
Pouring out freely
Places, before insecure to pace
But now running bravely

No answers needed
Explanation not expected
Just a space in which to reflect
Paint with words however imperfect



Writing challenge, Day 7


I missed you, you know
I really did
Being here
With you
I’m feeling it again

Silent elation
Like only you bring
A naughty grin
Needing to be alone
Just us
Flirting, flowing, merging

Where have I been?
Well, you know
Nowhere in particular
But I have been
With life

I’m here now
I hope that’s ok
All this time
I thought of you
Longed for you
Really I did

Can we try again?


Another day found me

Another day found me
Here I am
A state of nothingness
Coming and going
Coming and going

What to do, what to do
Almost a calendar filled
Exhaustion, emptiness, boredom, frustration,
What to do , what to do

Choice seems gone
Responsibility is king
Keep on going
You can make it
You must make it

What to do, what to do
Is this all there is?
Will death find me here?
What to do, what to do