Tag Archive | Eyes
EYES TO THE SKY
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
magic-spelldust Invited by Ted Gore ? Light squeezes between the leaves. Eyes to the sky serve me best. Rays cast hot fingers on me. Sun has passed its daily test. ? The circle widens and deepens. A place to while away the day. I keep to its rounded corners. A place I’ve…
MY EYES HAVE SEEN
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
twenty1-grams Wrzaski. by narva on DeviantArt ? ? I’ve seen what I should’ve have seen. My eyes won’t close for sleep. My heart refuses to stop racing. My tears have dried up. My blood boils hot and steamy. I’m lost in this world. I’ll soon be one with the next.…
Adding Suspense — Features from Atonement, TN
Originally posted on Teagan's Books:
It’s Moving Too Slow — What Shall I Do? As I grow my characters, and layer the elements of a new story, I’m always afraid that it is moving to slowly — because I’m doing precisely those things rather than something more exciting. How do I cultivate both characters and…
Why ‘Eye’ Got Thrown Out
Originally posted on The Crazy Lady Speaks:
My mother-in-law was a woman who exuded dignity, respect, and honor. A special kind of reverence washed over me every time I was in her presence. She was noble; full of integrity—a no-nonsense type of woman, which is why I was so baffled at how much she enjoyed…
One Single Moment
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Promises Broken Sifting memories for the good times past Glimpsing images as they blur by so fast Truth shatters the stillness as they focus Grieving for a future that could never be Running down this street to nowhere You said you would always be there But the lies…
Micro-Poetry
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Below are several short poems or micro-poetry that I originally shared on Twitter. Some changes have been made along with a few additions. Each piece was written on its own and are therefore unconnected, each can stand alone. Darkness weeps from loneliness The sound of silence frightens Shadows linger…
Louise Brooks
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Knowing eyes and smile Trapped forever in their gaze Outlined in beauty Louise Brooks, “The Canary Murder Case” (Paramount Pictures, 1929)