creative writing

A Buzz

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On the day I was born, still reeling early morning, brain buzzing with impulsive imagery of something I had just seen on silent before sleep, I turned on a classical piece to calm the unusual shine of pleasure opon my face, lest someone notice I’m different today…

Ritual Fire Dance

It didn’t work. Sweeping away the cob webs of the past days, I can’t help but behind my eyes see your face. I return to silence, giggling. Then, I get it out when I’m all by myself (often having an unexpected reaction so obvious you’d think I’d just gotten caught watching porn, when it’s merely  just a soft, lovely, warm feeling)

In an INSTAnt, you’re there!

Bright and beautiful, showing me secrets of a treasure, unlike any I’ve ever known. My lungs constrict, my breasts inflate, for a moment of anticipation, I wait…

Hard in my hands, my phone gently shakes, and I lick my lips to begin:

As I first watch you spin again and again, my eyes devour your Transcendental POWER, but then, all of a sudden, I imagine you watching me back, seeing my eyes take you in…and with the movement of your lips, the key comes to me!!!

On a loop, I find myself lightly panting. I hug myself, blood boiling my skin to prickle hot, and the final time I watch you wiggle your nose and grin radiant, tickling my brain, ensnaring my heart, penitrating me with a wild and wet ride again and again and again, tingling so deep my soul grabs hold and never wants to let go…

Overjoyed, tears of gratitude grow in the corners of my eyes in adoration and love for the man behind the mirrored glow.

Ohhh! What a gift!

The POINT: The inspiration you exude is intoxicating, thank you❤️‍🔥

truth hurts

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In my brain, it’s easy to escape into a creative day dream, in which I’m pampered with romance, interesting, and sexy, knowing how to speak perfectly.

Life isn’t that sweet.

In my world, as I lie in bed, mind bending towards the light of new giddiness, smoke rings of DOUBT cloud my focus.

I snap at myself, Eyes stare straight! Find the sun’s reflection!

I close my eyes, unlock the GLOW…

Stunning illumination ignights an avid hunger to reach out, touch the sun simply to feel again, to BURN.

But, I would never have the courage.

Unkind shadows have kept me trapped in a dark bed for decades as smoke-ropes ring around my heart, hands, and neck, choking and eating my self-esteem, reminding me how bad the smoke makes me feel.

I guess I don’t allow myself to glow for long, feels so good I have to make it wrong, can’t help my passion’s hella strong. But, it’s true too…it’ll be alright soon.

It’s gonna be…

Done.

away wish

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Away Wish! I blow with a kiss, sending it off into the atmosphere with a wave goodbye, a prayer to be answered…

Wish I may, Wish I might

Wish upon a star tonight:

An interview of the heart

Inspiration of the start,

Stories behind metaphors,

I’m fascinated for more!!!

(Funny, for my 50th I’ve turned back into a child, wishing on a star and dreaming of things I could never have, lol. I even have questions planned…sometimes, ya just gotta plan for the best, for upon hope a heart can rest;)

Glowing

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I stepped through a portal

into a different world

in which a dream grows reality

in a cosmic connection

of dancing souls, and

swirling we spin to GLOW

with tunes turning keys,

tumbling my tummy round…

Ohhh love! My heart sings loud,

Your glow makes me feel found.

Glow, Zack Gill

Thank you for an infectious reeling in glow!

flipped the switch

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When I’ve flipped a switch, it’s usually negative: Turned on the TV, Clouded the crazy with the world’s storms, and then reaction, my switch gets flipped, my “Bitch Switch” that is, going on an incensed apocalyptic tirade about how maybe the world should end?!?

This time, believe it or not, I’m calm, watching things go down slow…

C-L-I-C-K

I’ve flipped a switch

ON!

Then, I fingered the intensity knob with deliberate care, twisting an incremental strength of light, controlled from dim dialed up to shine, ensuring I enjoy the progression of time.

blue used to feel black

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Blue used to feel black, like a head whack! But, with a smack! back, because of you, blue feels bright almost a teal tropical skyline at dawn, shady clouds hanging out, shaking off the grey dew warmed to twinkle in the sun anew. When my melancholy mind is on the attack and all feels forever daunting and totally MAD,  watching you transforms the blue and tickles my soul to make even my eyes smile, reminding me, things aren’t so bad, just find a way to laugh;)

Grounded

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GROUNDED! I am. Hope is like magic to me. In a hopeful magic-mirror, I see a side of me that’s happy, electrified with new prospects of fun, giddy to grind with lust on my mind.      

BUT      Magic isn’t real. It’s a con.

When my brain gets too excited, it girgles naughty thoughts, and it tricks me into creating a story I want to hear, a fairy tale.     

About my days, I go slow, eyes looking up, thinking in pictures of…  

what if I found a connection

with a passionate friend, who tickles my fancy, OH yes, a muse for my fantasies…     

Every look, every touch elevates your love…that’s how I wish you’d feel about me, addicted like I’m your very favorite thing.  

Melancholy madness, knowing my truth. No magic can make me hope something will change. I’m doomed to accept my lustless fate, so I guess I’ll just go back to sleep.         

YET         

(I tell you true, this is happening right now!!!)

A yellow finch just now called my attention from my red pen bleeding onto my notebook paper.

Wheels turning I had to ponder, What is this bird saying?

He just keeps singing louder and louder, then I spot him high on a flexible limb, a cloud white floating as his backdrop:

“STOP! LOOK UP!”

He sang so lovely, not at all like the other birds, a voice and rhythm all his own.

Then, a sparrow chimes, “Just live…and be…love life…reality!”

As if stung by the sun, my eyes close, the pain in my neck feels like a knife in the muscle just turned, so a frown pulling my chin down, I wheel back into the cold darkness of the garage and close the door with a wrist-flip, twisting the deadbolt locked.

Enveloped by darkness, I see the remnants of that circle of light and I blink a quick-

CLICK!

Like a photograph, within my mind, I snap-shot this moment in real time where the moon eclipses the sun making me feel warm, less alone.

(I hope you never doubt your worth! I long to show you how much I need you in my life, or I swear I wouldn’t have been able to hang in this long:)

Come, Get Away

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Which are you fight or flight? Sometimes, like tonight, when I need to fly away, I’m kinda glad my legs don’t work, I don’t run, no, I go to bed. Hopelessly Inappropriate my proclivity persists, and I escape with you for a bit.

Colorado had tons opportunity for me to participate in adaptive sports while I lived in Littleton. I rock climbed mountains, I hand-cycled hills and valleys, kayaked ponds, and sailed a sailboat. I wrote this poem as I learned to sail around 2016 (the last time I tried to run away, in love with the dream that love should include passion, dying to make a connection).

Re-Wind Me, My Captain

Flying your vessel

With a siren’s wail,

I am the only way

To steer my course,

For you, my Captain

Leapt for the sea

Leeward without me.

 

I know nothing, alone

In the no-go zone…

 

But re-wind me

With a bellow, Captain,

I’ll come back to you

About the next puff,

 

For with you I’d sail

Every sunset of time

Even in waters rough.

 

 In music league the challenge this round was to find a song about getting away by some mode of transportation (planes, trains, automobiles or other ways to get out of Dodge;) This is what I went with, a I mean it, lol!!!

Come Sail Away With Me!

Thanks for listening! Wishing you hopeful thoughts:)