Cutting the cord
It happens in a split second. When something clicks and reality shifts. And all those painful thoughts just mist away. Suddenly, the heart feels peace,
Step into someone else's shoes and experience life through their eyes.
It happens in a split second. When something clicks and reality shifts. And all those painful thoughts just mist away. Suddenly, the heart feels peace,
We planned a pretty future. It was only yesterday. Two young hearts were parted and went a separate way. We lost a pretty future, don’t
Since late high school, the people I had been friends with then and I were huge fans of “The Tragically Hip,” a Canadian band; I’ve
The light from the lamp shade was turning everything under its grip into a shadow silhouette on the wall of this room with the curtains
Nostalgy is a matter Of letting something go It happens when you know The truth unspoken You do not fit there anymore In house, or
The best day of my life was celebrating a cold and dreary birthday in Iceland. Photo by S Migaj from Pexels Most stories reminisce about
Each day I visit the village square, and each day the older men gather to pass time. Friends since school days, one by one they
Each person has two roads in life to choose from, the good or the bad. It is left up to each person which road to
It seemed like any other thrift shop you’d find in a rural community. In small towns in Kansas and Oklahoma, they are called thrift shops
I’m no stranger to embracing the loneliness, while others enfold the light. I have no desire in seeking something that will only bring more pain.
As I head down the roads of life, I can’t help but wonder if I will get it wrong or right. I know if I
So, you want to write some hit songs that get recorded by famous singers in the music business. Where do you start? How do you
Inspired by: Inner Beauty Lie on my WattPad poems collection “Moment of Silence” I am closer to forty With one cycle, more Last year I
In fields of lavender, where the sun glows A purple angel descended, her wings did show Her robes were flowing like a river’s stream And
For so long, I have fought this never-ending battle To free most people and me from the loneliness and hassle Lately, it feels like a
You Are What You Think “I am a good writer.” What do you think when you read those words? The first time I heard someone
Mockingbird, you’re high in a tree. You keep looking down at me. Do I know you? Do you know me? Mockingbird, you’re high in a
In twilight’s hush, where shadows dance and play, A fairy’s wish takes flight in wondrous ways. With delicate wings, she flutters by, Her whispered words,
It’s been about three-and-a-half years since I last had sex, and that was the last time that a human being I wasn’t related to touched
I immersed myself deeply into river streams, took in the breath of mountains and got lost in the winding labyrinth of tree roots. I saw
The world needs great songs that present messages for people to hear. People are searching for so many things in life. A songwriter can always
The turmoil of deciding to keep the butt cheeks clinched or let it rip when trapped on a plane. Photo by Samantha Gades on Unsplash
I was in 2nd grade at (what felt like a big school) Lincoln Primary School. It was a beautiful sunny day in Leland, North Carolina.
I hope you enjoy this change from the darker poems. This is a short, humorous story; a little light relief to accompany you and your
Life is a winding road. You never know which way to go. Sometimes you want to figure it all. What is life all about? Life
People say you can’t go back in time. So, you need to try to get your ducks in a line. You need to tell people
Where there is light, I endeavor to go. Even a tiny steam in the crack of a heavily paneled wall–I will welcome. A drop I
Flash fiction based on real-life, damn it * * * She stared at her screen. Again. No sales. Damn frustrating. Over one thousand people on
Eat your heart out, Cupid. This blue-eyed Cleopatra knows how to treat a Valentine. Photo by Spencer Davis from Pexels I’ve soaked my arthritic bones
Instagram is home to celebrity impersonators; I’ve gotten messages from several celebrities I follow. They all follow a script, literally. All the initial messages have
Contacts will be the coolest thing to have, or so I thought. The actual experience was something I never expected or was taught. I’m in
These are the strange things I’m learning about before I explore “The Big Smog.” Photo by Gregory DALLEAU on Unsplash I’m about to embark on
I think of trees personified, realizing a birch tree is the dead uncle of a maple come back as a ghost. To haunt or comfort–it’s
The more I see The more I chose, The more I act, The more I lose. Lose what though? I lose what’s meant to be
A Vintage Blog Post About Writing and Attention Spans Now, I’m not a writer for television (though I’m available–call me, really), but I’m an avid
Each person has their day in the sun, so to speak. But time keeps rolling on. You can’t stop time, no matter what you do.
It is a time of endless possibilities, A time of new beginnings and a new hope. Youthful exuberance lies abundance, You and I, together with
Introduction Welcome to my collection of inspirational pictures, writings, and more. I want to thank everyone who contributed to its creation: some through photography, others
People have been talking about spirits or ghosts, since the beginning of time. There have been so many accounts of spirits seen all around the
At nighttime I still feel youthe way you favoured one side of my bodynestled up against my sigmoid colon.I laughed at my lopsided belly.I can
The desert of West Texas is barren and bleak, particularly now just before spring. There are beginnings of buds appearing on plants, but it is
Today I allowed myself to escape my thoughts and just admire the beauty of nature. Just me, sitting in the shade of the tree, on
Story Of My HeArt Pure Fiction Challenge Photo by KoolShooters from Pexels I have not written much fiction outside of my book The Queen’s Awakening:
When I grow old Lady without stats I will own Three dogs Three cats And a home Husky Beautiful as a painted glass German Shepherd
I never knew the fear, the hate, the hurt. It was not my place. Stand proud. Stand united. Stand by the side and watch. It
Photo by KoolShooters from Pexels After a peaceful day at work yesterday, Maisie peels her eyes open and extends out a shaky stretch feeling ready
Now he unfolds silk upon her cold, cold grave. He is giving her the dresses that her young heart once craved. While she was living
This poem is a Kimo — the “haiku of Israel.” Running through the woods–family dog ahead.Laughing, my hand reaches yours.Mother–you are still young. There was
That magical moment when rain drifts on my window And I can feel it on my skin, That magical moment when all is clear and
So many of us know the pain of losing a loved one. I write in empathy with you. Whilst everyone’s hurt is different, that we
Valery was on a walk. She hated crowded places. That was the reason why she usually went out into the night. The streets were empty
Everyone wants to be a success. Everyone chases it, but few know what it means. It could mean being happy and content. There are poor
Those happy eyes of yours are all I need When all around me seems to crumble and deceive. When times are tough and trouble pours,
Sometimes a morning doesn’t begin the way we intend it to. This was one of those hairy starts! The photo is of the actual culprit,
Dana walked on the foggy streets toward her daily work. Her phone rang, and she picked it up discontented. She listened to music with her
Small Towns, Murals, and Statues and searching for cheap motels This is a travelogue of sorts as we make our way from Kansas to Big
Being estranged from my family means I’m never told anything. But this time, it was serious. My mother fell and fractured her hip Tuesday night.
I didn’t want to quit. I’m not a quitter, but there is that old adage about insanity. I stayed on, but went to the free
Disclaimer : This article is for entertainment purpose only and is not meant to offend anyone. Hello. I am Tze Lin from Malaysia. You can
Depression is invisible. No one sees the darkness permeating, invading the deepest corners of my heart, mind and soul. No one sees the darkness poisoning
One of my ex-boyfriends, Ben*, a selfish, controlling ass who wouldn’t let me have a say in anything we did together, thought it was okay
There are a lot of things going on in this old world, that I don’t understand. Like look how we treat our brothers and sisters,
A certain amount of preparation needs to be done before I decide to wear the sun on my face. Sooner than I can synthesize my
Strangely it’s at night in the darkness when the snow starts to melt. That stubborn pile of white ideas, unwritten words, yet to be explored
He grew up thinking that it was all fun. Thought he’ll have everything that he’ll ever need and was so trustworthy that sometimes he thought
Living in secret Until when I hide? Between the excuses Of having no time Or maybe was the dearest Blindside of mine Saving the merit
The affliction suffered has decayed the body Taking within, killing the inside slowly Once a warrior, now unable to stand Tightly holding on to dignity
Everything you were was firsta part of me. You seeI carved your flesh from my flesh—all that life turned to hope—turned to death.And I held
Today I feel Nostalgic in some way. It is like the tattered garment of an old love. It has emotional value but is covered with
You can have a dream that will carry you through life. It will get you to your next day. You can dream of a better
Evening warms over, subtle and calm, as I look out back. My eyes meet the woods. There is a soft breeze. It moves me. Makes
My thoughts are blown by the wind today Into eddies of dust that sometimes reach the sky. Occasionally flitting along the ground before disappearing How
Don’t be an asshole, keep your insults to yourself, and at least pretend to be a kind human being
Tonight, I am so lonely, downhearted as can be, with four walls and the ceiling that can’t talk back to me. But I pour my
I am hardwired to self destruct I am hardwired to self believe I am hardwired to self sabotage I am hardwired to self help We
The heavens, they glow. The rivers, they flow. The sun shines through the trees. The birds sing in the still of the night. But nothing
When I was little, I would visit this beach with my parents. Nothing was exciting about it: no boardwalk, no shops, no amusements, no games.
Today, I met this old man of yesterday. His shoulders were bent, and his hair was gray. He said son, don’t lag behind. You’re just
The crazy dreams are back. I thought we settled this! Photo by Vladislav Muslakov on Unsplash Hey there brain, Let’s just cut to the chase.
photo by author When I finished my Fact or Fiction with Rescue, I planned to write about an incident the week before. Life gets in
It’s a chilly morning on the beach. The sun comes up slowly, a low-lying fog rolls away as the light grows. The sea looks calm
I wasn’t expecting anything. Yet, there it was. The unmistakable drone of the … well … drone dropping a package on the front stoop. I
We’re all living in the fast lane today. We run day in and day out to get ahead in life. You know we can’t seem
I’ve been fascinated by anything supernatural, unworldly or inexplicable/unexplainable for as long as I can remember. I had my first of many paranormal experiences long
I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out my feelings. I checked the time. Ugh — 1:00 pm. I can’t decide
I have had a lot of dogs over the years. My favorite one passed away a couple of years ago and I still miss her.
I’m depressed. You want to know what it’s like to be depressed? I’ll tell you. It hit me on August 1, 2022, when I got
This entire story already exists, but you are only experiencing it one word at a time as you move forward through it. You could, if
I need to be left alone. That’s all. There’s nothing wrong. I’m not upset, and I don’t want to explain. There’s nothing to explain anyway.
Who you are is not who you were or who you might be. Who you are is not a product of past regret nor a
Where were you When I found myself drowning Caught in the riptide of Unpopular opinion? My only crime Being who I am Walking my particular
I think it is time for another Simily story. Time to see what Simily holds. Time to add to “The Fresh Rack” or to build
I have lived through troubled times, when I was down to my last dime. I have seen cloudy days, when the sun wouldn’t shine. A
While cleaning my study last weekend, I found a block puzzle that I used to spend hours playing when I was a kid (see picture
I’ve never forgotten the day I saw it rain on a beautiful day, with the sun out. I think I was six or seven when
One of these days if I make it to heaven, when my life on this earth is over, I’m gonna sit down and visit with
Being a writer with attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) can be extremely difficult; focusing on making sure my article is written as a coherent and smooth read
Yesterday, I got two video messages from a sweet little soul that I see as my niece. Her grandma and I met on a Christian
Then I learned how to be a tough woman. Image by Pezibear from Pixabay Laying in my bunk rack, my muscles throb from the endless
(Photo Cover Credit- Myself) —– I love to be myself, but at school I seem different than everyone else. I don’t mind the clothes I
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