Bestowed Upon Me

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You stood on the other side

Tucked behind your shadow

I was wicked

For you, for me, for life

Decrepit deceit runs

Long in my blood

Bestowed upon me

As the child of a demon

Bestowed upon me

As a soul of the damned

Where was my light, my splendor, my wonder

You reached out, dared to touch me

We stared and smiled

Silent and begging

Hopeless and wanting

We wanted to pull away

Instead, we burned

Turned to ashes

Together

We started anew

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/bestow/

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Happy Haiku Day!

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Today is the day!

Blustery and beautiful

Everything in bloom

There’s no need to fret

With all the sun and the wet

April, then sweet May

Spring is in the air

On National Haiku Day

Inhale then smile

Fret

 

 

 

Flame

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Luminescent flame; nightly deranged

Sequel in my skin

Where do I begin?

My eyes pierce the glow; heaven unfolds

And just like that

My dreams are here

Like water in the wheel

The vibration consumes me; damp earth, infectious

No one could feel the sting; save for my luminescent heart

That’s just how it goes sometimes…

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/luminescent/

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Explore Your World

I love exploring different towns… especially those with old, dilapidated buildings and ancient cemeteries. These are the places that speak to me and help me to feel inner peace. These are also places that spark new stories in my mind. My editor has my current novel and I will be starting a new one in May. I’m in the process of narrowing down the town.

It will take place in Pennsylvania.

I’m not sure why it is places like these that get into my soul and move me to place myself mentally in the olden days of minimal technology and maximum open space. But I love it.

One of my dreams is to buy a kick-ass RV and travel around the country with my husband and cat, exploring the back roads of America. It’s going to happen. 🙂

Have a great day, folks!

Do you explore your world? How about places around you? I want to hear about it! 🙂

Live your life. ❤

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/explore/

Premonition Identical

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Premonition row

A bright and lonely threshold

Stepping through the light

Bend to the righteous

Identical assumptions

I can see through you


 

via Daily Prompt: Premonition

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Provoked into Change

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What does it take to change? I mean, think about it. If everything was great all the time, where would be the incentive to do anything different? If life didn’t get uncomfortable sometimes, we would just wallow in mediocrity.

How many times have you been provoked into change? And would you have changed anything if you weren’t provoked? Think about it. People say, “why do bad things happen?” I believe most bad things happen because it’s the only way to get us to change, move, leave or stay.

I made up my mind about two memoirs I will write. The first one is about my journey through the last year of my addiction. It was pretty gruesome. I was provoked into sobriety because life became so unbearable. I lost everything. I have already written half of it in my ‘life story’ that my psychic advisor told me to write.

The other one is the one about the Wagon Wheel after getting kicked out of my psycho in-law’s house. A part of this is also in my ‘life story’ that I have written. In that story, I was hassled into staying in an already dead-end marriage because I had two children and was pregnant with a third. Throw in a crack head husband who steals pallets to make a living along with living in a hotel room above a seedy bar, and I think we have a story.

Writing down my regurgitated thoughts is the easy part. It’s like writing a grocery list or a step by step on how to boil water. Easy Peasy. For me, the editing is the hard part. I have no problem writing, “I wasn’t sure if it was the smell of the dead skunk outside the window or the fact that I was sitting in a puddle of my own blood that woke me up, but whatever it was it ignited a spark in me. A spark that something had to give.” 

But how do I make that pop? How do I make that really jump off the page? That’s where the work comes in. And that is where I’m at right now. April 1st is when I send my polished fiction novel to my editor. And April 1st is when I start breaking down my memoir.

Are you working on anything?

Peace and love my friends. ❤

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/provoke/

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Captivating

 

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Lehigh Gorge – Pennsylvania ©2018 DAM Steelman

 

Real quick… the hubs and I went to the Lehigh Gorge yesterday in Pennsylvania. It is near Jim Thorpe, PA and it is truly captivating. Nature – all of it – is captivating. I sat on a rock by a waterfall yesterday and just listened for a good five minutes. Those are the moments that re-center me.

So surreal.

Nature helps me in so many ways. It is no wonder I am kind of sad today.  Sometimes, when I am out in nature, I kind of realize I am not being true to myself when I go back to life on life’s terms. I am not living up to my potential. I am living for others, which can be okay at times – when people depend on us. But, my kids are grown.

What the hell am I doing with my life? Could I be going through a mid-life crisis at 45? Or am I just outgrowing my shell? What is the next step? My husband and I have been talking about moving to Arizona.

Is that in the cards?

Stay tuned… ❤

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/captivating/