Tag: creativity
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Strawberry Guillotine
Omnichannel— It’s the new word. The buzz, the bee— Be everywhere— Omnipotent Omnipresent On every channel, every feed— Feed the algorithm Words— Not fruit. My mother gave me a Strawberry slicer On Easter Sunday— A terribly odd, Impractical gift. I smiled outwardly But cringed inside— It reminded me of my studies, My training, in marketing. ... -
What is Life?
I’m awakened by the piercing sound of woeful screams The wind has stopped in recognition of a loss The sun has dimmed her smile in response to a man’s pain An exchange seems to have been made A soul has left a home And is being replaced by wondering and tears What is life? It’s ... -
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Burying her… alive?
Burying her… alive? But she’s a seed. Bound to sprout. And grow – on you too. -
Wholesomeness
Your harsh wordsinfiltrate a raw nerve. I howl You cringeand disconnect. I lick a scar on the nerve. Later I soothe that ghost of a nerve,That shred of a nothinginto wholesomeness. I invite you to connect. -
I’m going with the wave
I’m going with the wave, to a place that may replace or erase, fill the void, And refill my glass. The quiet may confuse many, except I may keep floating in infinite possibilities. -
Confessions of a Gypsy
I knew this dayWould one dayCome upon me. All aloneIn the coldGentle Breeze. The soft windCombs throughMy Auburn hair. I shiver in solitude,Believing it myEntire existence. But what should IA maiden solely beAssured by my volition? Why should I care?I walk alone withA gentle creed. “Me, myself, and I,”I say to thine own self,Fueled not ... -
Mr. Keith’s House – Part IV
The knocking at the front door cut my amusement short, and I’m a little apprehensive. My guard is up as I think of how the house can get its revenge for my taunt. It surprised me when I opened the door and saw it was my mother. Thoughts swirl through my mind, but the main ...