Fleeting

I was taking a break.  I am.....taking a break, stepping away from myself.  Or so I thought. I realized it is impossible.  I am always around.  I can't step out of my skin or get out of my head. I...

Stepping Back

April was a month full of the celebration of poetry, which was enlightening and exhilarating, but for me as a poet, it was a month weighed down by rejections.  March was the same.  I haven't had anything accepted for publication...

The Punisher

You know those days when the words just won't surface and you feel blank inside?  Those are the days that make me stress and pace and tie my thoughts into a tangle of barbed wire.  Those are the days when...

Poetry and Blindness

  I realize that I am a rubbish blogger, tweeter, instagrammer and facebooker.  I go along feeling as if I have just written a blog post and when I visit my site, I find it has been months since I...

Disappearing

I haven't been writing, but my mind is ablaze.  My life feels so heavy and my voice feels choked and uncertain.  I may, at times, wish that I could disappear, but I wake each morning and find that I am...

Lost Vision, Lost Voice

I haven't been writing at all lately.  No blog, no poetry, no stories....just nothing.  I feel as if I don't have much to say and when I search for my voice I find only silence and an emptiness that holds...

So Far Beyond Writers Block

I haven't written a word in ages.  Not a blog post or a letter or even a grocery list.  I try to read other blogs about writer's block and books about writing tools, but I think what I  have isn't...

A Walk into the Future

I admit that most days, I stay in my house.  It isn't because I am afraid, more because I am comfortable and lazy. I have been telling myself for weeks that I need to get out of my comfort zone...