Lies or Having Fun?
Are you lying to me or just having fun? That is something that never existed. I used to see you as my shining sun. Are
Step into someone else's shoes and experience life through their eyes.
Are you lying to me or just having fun? That is something that never existed. I used to see you as my shining sun. Are
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
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
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
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 little things in life always count. If you show a little kindness along the way, it will always be appreciated. It will count and
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
“How are you doing, my working girl?” Layla called Dana after another three months. “It is going great with a special business person,” Dana sounded
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
My gaze lingered on an envelope in my bedroom. The size of a work evaluation, it may have been. I didn’t care enough to look
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
“Rich, single, successful, and without kids is something that doesn’t exist,” Dana thought, “But why we are listening to the pretty lies men tell us?”
(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
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:
Most people I’ve met, especially online, are socially acceptably superficial or straight-out liars. If I had a nickel for every time a “friend” told me
There is joy in contentment. There is a fine line though, and a balance that can be hard to find. It is good to have
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,
You go out in nature to spend your day. You want the sun to shine your way. You look at the beautiful trees and birds
This poem relates to the loss of true friends in previous decades when forms of communication were less easy, but travelling or living abroad was
I remember this food experience like it happened yesterday. Photo by Becca Tapert on Unsplash After a blustery morning of playing in the snow and
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
It’s my teenage daughter’s world, I just live in it I know you hate it. I see the eye rolls. The storming off into your
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
Now peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are the bane of my existence. Photo by Freddy G on Unsplash There are childhood memories that should remain
Please move to the back of the carriage Here she comes.Here he comes?Here they come? Pulling into the station, a hearty beasta flurry of chaotic
Some frogs seem to be louder than others. This poem was inspired by some particularly deafening ones which dominate a memory decades later. *** In
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
Many years ago, an amateur graphologist told a business colleague that I was, based on my signature, a serial killer. When she assured the gentleman
“Writing is a calling. If you have it on your heart to write, that call is there for a reason.” Recently I heard Denzel Washington,
Trauma resides in my body. Snuggled deep in the folds of my brain, it tucks itself beneath my right should blade, gathering like poison about
Brief Introduction Hi! My name is Robin Christine Honigsberg, and I’ve been writing seriously on Medium for about a year. I’m less than a month
I dodged rape. Photo by James Kovin on Unsplash If you follow me, you know that 80% of the time, I am here to try
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
Raindrops, sliding off the windshield of the bus that’s tearing through the road in a damp summer air at 90 mph, looked like spermatozoa under
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 was not afraid of death. I had lived more than a thousand lives and I had grown exhausted from breathing. Of living. Living with
1 — I Was Born Pigeon-Toed I was born with my feet turned inwards. In 1976, the torturous medical contraption used to remedy this defect
An ode to my unborn child Photo by João Paulo de Souza Oliveira from Pexels For the longest time,I dreamt of your red hair and
After a summer fling gone wrong, I’m not sure how to let myself fall in love again. 2019 was a mess of a year for me.
Childhood Perversions The first word by which I learned to define myself was “pervert.” From the time I was a toddler, my closest family members
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
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
We all live in the information society. We are presented with so much information every day that we try to consume. All of us have
I’ve always paid close attention to my dreams, not so much to analyze what they might mean, but to track the details of what my
(Photo Cover Credit- Myself) —– When I changed who I was, I could fly just as high as an eagle, with my all-seeing eye. Or
My life is like a dancefloor I hoof with the unknown Moving with courage I have everything on my own I will never stop Even
Tonight I checked your messages on my phone It feels I was like an eager moron That looks for older passion in the sorrow I
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
Hollyhocks formed — pretty little dolls.Lemonade, brimming with sugarSilence stares at you and me.Perplexing connectionof familial ties —reinforced truth:separatenessdefines us. My mother’s parents were strangers
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
Should you ever gaze at the silent stars above and they begin to blink off one by one by wondrous one, do not be alarmed.
Two years ago, nearly to the day, I began a story about a man walking his dog. Some of you had read it; The Trees
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
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
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
Once upon a time there was a little old lady who lived with her cat in a tiny house in a small community where she
Discovering this savory bread while learning about my heritage Photo by Klaus Nielsen from Pexels I have always been intrigued to learn about my family’s
You look around the world. What do you see? You see the forces of good and evil coming at you and me. If you believe
The emptiness of blank concrete and steel kept cold with a freezing wind chill shows the contrast of the merriment of the season. I wouldn’t
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
Friends will always help you when you’re down. They’ll bring you back around. You can always call on a true friend when you need help
In my heart, a garden grows, A verdant oasis, wild and unhurried. Where love and joy abide, And sorrow does not reside. *** The petals
It’s scandalous. Absolutely scandalous! Photo by Andrea Piacquadio from Pexels It’s hard to keep my hands off of Joe. There is something about him that
Her eyes smile good morning as I enter We say hello. she grabs my attention casually The soft curvature of her smile takes my breath
In the realm of the divine, where melodies reign, A song of eternity echoes through the rain, A tune so pure, so sweet, so full
They said these trails were haunted. I just like hiking, and never put much stock in tales of ghosts. Call me a skeptic if you
For many years, June was a celebratory month. By the time I finished high school, five of my friends had birthdays during the first two
This poem was inspired by your responses to my post yesterday, ‘A Hairy Morning’. It threaded it’s way into my head last night when I
The words “mentally ill” strike fear in the hearts of ignorant people who know only of the stereotypical mentally ill people portrayed by the media.
Jumbling and rattling in the box, A jigsaw of you in your head, A life spent sorting; combining, A life spent stressed before you’re dead.
Do you want to be a songwriter in the music business? Do you want to make money as a songwriter? First, you will need to
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
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
We will always be able to learn something new. Learning goes on through your entire life. It is a daily process where you gather and
My tears, like a stream of water running towards the sea, they are running towards the floor, softening the ground. I sink. Darkness is surrounding me.
Sometimes I have a dream To be in an epic love story Not in my age, it seems I am amazed of amour’s glory That
How do you live a good life? People will have many different answers on how to live a good life. But life is really what
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
I remember it was an old building. One of those asbestos-laden floors, don’t crack the threshold when you walk in or you might be in
I am tired of trying Fulfilling requests That keeps dying In poetry press Creating illusions Of lover’s empress Empathy not giving The chaos invests Between
There are shaping forms to fit in. Where do I fit in your living? I started my mind cleaning. There are shaping forms to fit
Right now, I am sitting at the table in the corner of a sunny kitchen that does not belong to me. To my right are
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
Do not put me on a pedestal,we are equals and equallyfucked up. Equally trying to find our truths.Equally seeking out that little bit of joy. Equally
I walked the path of gladiators, sailors, and shopkeepers from 79 C.E. Image of the author, Crystal A. Walker in Pompeii, Italy Entering the gates
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
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
Photo by Mae Mu on Unsplash At the studio, Maisie engulfs herself in her work. After hours alternating through various backgrounds and light combinations for
We never know what the world will hold. We never know how things will go. We don’t know what is coming around the bend. You
There’s this one coffee machine at work that always makes the coffee bitter. The flavor of coffee’s been changed. The brand of coffee’s been changed.
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
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
I can’t imagine a world without music. It would be a sad world without any songs or music in it. Music is the rhythm to
Anxiety is like a perpetual case of hiccups, shaking through your body and mind, subsiding for brief interludes only to resume with a vengeance. Mostly,
Jesse James is done dead and gone. But other outlaws have come along. Wanted posters are all over town. Little old ladies have their shades
People don’t understand things the same way. People have different educational backgrounds, and they come from different environments. They have lived different lives. Also, they
Reentry. It’s something we’ve all thought a lot about in recent months as we navigate our way towards post-pandemic life. We joke about lost social
Or the request his family had that I did my best to honor. Image by Pexels from Pixabay Please note, I have omitted or altered
I’ve written a lot of reviews and critiques. Books. Movies. Employee evaluations. Employer evaluations. Submissions to a writers’ group I was in. Long ago I
The excitement of watching and waiting for a child to speak – the patiently impatient ears and heart – the thrill of their first ‘almost’
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