Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

Recent Comments

And you will never know

The uncertainty lingers

It ebbs and flows like a Cape Cod wave

Sometimes settling into the background

But never disappearing

 

"I understand," you say

"I get it"

The silhouette of reassurance

The shadow of support

 

These words, however pure,

are as false as the 1st January sun

 

To understand would be to feel

The daily funeral

Inside my body

 

To...

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(4)

Feeling Place

An oasis of space

my place

 

Conquer the mountain,

rest on top, and,

feel

 

I want to be alone

or alone is the last thing I want

regardless, here I feel

 

a safe space

a place to

feel

Read and leave comments (1)

🌷(7)

Crimson Anger

Butterflies in my stomach

Not first kiss, first love,

first dance butterflies

 

A stampede of furious butterflies

throughout my body

 

my body

 

my body that I've 

lost ownership of

 

woman is child

woman's job is to look pretty,

to smile, to hide imperfections,

to give her body

 

woman is vessel

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(1)

Cork

I've always been a dreamer

stuck in a worrier's body

 

A cup of decaf coffee

 

Seeking adventure,

trapped in quick sand

 

A hurricane

in my heart

 

The bottle of champagne

sitting in your fridge

untouched

"for a special occasion"

but nothing quite that special

ever appears

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(1)

Pandemonium

Raindrops stampede

smack their concrete drums.

 

They stand there,

four feet in a line.

 

Hand grasps hand,

troubles evaporate.

"Dance," she says,

"dance."

 

Feet join in just in time for the chorus,

of raindrop drums.

 

A vine of white

lights up 

everything.

 

A boom joins in for the grand finale.

 

Silence.

 

Laughter breaks the s...

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(1)

Untitled

Daffodil, daisy, color me crazy

with harmonious chaos

 

Deep breaths on mountain peaks

where curiosity creeps

and silence screams loud

 

Twinkle, twinkle serendipitous little star

how I wonder how far

you've come and how far you are going

up to mountain peaks, down to

melodious creeks and through whatever

exists between

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(1)

Untapped

Sometimes I get sick to my stomach

When I think about potential

Potential I have to reach

Potential I could never even realize

Wasted potential

 

We could be heros

We could reach great heights

New heights, climb to a new apex

We could

 

An object at rest stays at rest

Where's my outside force?

To tell me how high I can climb

 

I'm an idealist but I'm al...

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(2)

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message