Adorably Creepy

This is my daughter’s art work. Sharing here because this is one of my favorites. I’m your biggest fan, Pencil Princess! That’s her logo in the featured pic. Click on the link below to see the full design! Thanks for checking her out.

A spirit in the shadows, or just a trick of the light? Iโ€™ll leave that up to you.ย ๐Ÿ˜‰

via Creepy Illustration: โ€œTrick of the Lightโ€ โ€” Pencil Princess

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Loser!

“I’m a loser, baby! So, why dontcha kill me…”–Beck ๐Ÿ˜‰

I submitted my audio collection of poems and prose to a contest and didn’t win. Oh well! Here are the entries. Best thing about losing is–I can have my material back to post on my very own blog! Always something to be thankful for. Please listen and let me know your thoughts! Thanks, Dear Readers. Thanks for getting me. :*

Done

Where do I begin?
Arriving here at echo’s end
Addiction strikes at the hearts of men
Stabs at the particulars of then
Wishing for what wouldn’t have been
Cover my ears at the deafening din
Sickening twinge of crawling skin
Swirling aversion to carnival ride spin
Falling smack on pavement’s grin
Forget the times of remembering when
You were never faithful, Friend
You were plastic and porcelain
Intemperate as the warping wind
I’m tired of taking hits on the chin
The problem lies within, therein
Buttoned-up so you won’t break in
It’s not a matter of who will win
I simply won’t come to this again
I wash my hands of this selfish sin

Kneel

You tried to take a bite
Outta my ripped-up chest
But you didn’t expect my heart
To start over beyond arrest

This heart bites back
King-Kong and savage breast
This organ’s on fire
Sharp teeth and hot protest

Underestimated
Decimated
Halfway hated
Unabated

Still beating
Never retreating
Resolve concreting
Done competing

You can’t kill a thing
That has a life all its own
This heart could topple buildings
Take on the world alone

Break these chains
Swat down planes
Swallow old pains
Stitch these veins

Back from the dead
Alive and on the prowl
Climb to the top of my life
Deep-bellied, fierce flung howl

My turn.

Monster muscle
Full of fury
Impatient for love
Heart’s in a hurry

Scoop up affection
Stare at its silvery shape
Wonder what it’s like
To be anything but an ape

I’ve waited too long to be worshipped.
Kneel.

Free!!

I have 3 publications on Amazon.

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Then I have my newest pub, House Full of Hope, a play. 99 cents today as well! Thanks for checking me out OR just joining me in celebrating my New Addition. LOL Bad joke, I know.

Writing a book or blog article or play is very much like giving birth. There is immediate joy after the delivery and you forget how bad you felt in labor. But even in the tears, even in the pain, there is joy to be found and pleasure to be experienced.

Forgive me if I’m the mom who is making you look at all the cute pictures of my new spawn! LOL I’m just so excited to offer low prices (or FREE) on my babies!

Sideways

This is a repost. Still like it.


There was a tentative crab
Crawling out to sun.
Dodging surf,
Sideways and unsure.

I could barely see
Against the sea,
But once I found him,
I couldn’t lose his shiny-gray body.

My head half-buried in the sand.
Body unmoved. Just my eyes.
And the light felt silvery as the sun was falling.
And my skin felt brown and warm in the silver.

GrayCrab skittered about, back and forth,
Picking up dark blades and sea offerings.
But then, he disappeared
As quickly as the shore.

Down his hole,
Back to his underground palace
Filled with treasure, shells, spells,
Beach snail friends, and wonderful tales.

See you later.

Every Time Love

Every time I love
Instead of fear, mistrust, hate
I change my whole world


Love someone today
Not just claim, use up and trash
Find the rare treasure


Do unto others
Is impossible if I
Do not first love me


Go out of your way
Listen, praise, trust, risk it all
To reach one person


Samaritan man
Left his busy, blessed life for
A man left for dead