Originally posted on In mind and out:
I invited inspiration to come sit with me in my living room but instead she climbed…
Author: saynotoclowns
Devastated by WP talent on a daily basis, I'm grateful for the connection and the inspiration and just having some gosh darn fun with a creative outlet. If only there were more time...
that’s quite a promise
(Hello anyone who is reading. I was going to finally write something awe inspiring about my absence lately, then… Read more that’s quite a promise
serenitise my perspective catapult me gently into the peace between lengthening shadows
the clown shall remain nameless, cough
the falls and the rises the contours of surprises the weeds in their guises… growing inside of me at… Read more the clown shall remain nameless, cough
insomniatic fluid
A few years late, I have just discovered these beautiful recordings of Whitacre’s experiments with virtual choirs. I saw his… Read more insomniatic fluid
not sepia
Midnight: she passes the mirror in the hall on the way to the bathroom. It’s dark. But light reflects from… Read more not sepia
but first
the snow covers her stepped thoughts overnight. (The ones leading to that door.) Now she walks across her floor… Read more but first
ash globe
“Please, don’t shake that. Please, please just put it down…” His bewildered tears, her pain-dyed self, folded downward, to the… Read more ash globe
She has a stash of favourite shells on her favourite beach
“the cure for anything is salt water – tears, sweat, or the sea”. – Isak Dinesen (Karen Blixen)
Sugar, sunshine and stuff
So this intriguing wordsmith Watt, who throws out such thought provoking, beautifully hued lines from his piers, has so kindly nominated… Read more Sugar, sunshine and stuff
