They promised that insomnia Would bring words Like long awaited rain, But instead it Keeps you awake too late With your distractions And makes you miss your thoughts, Then sleep long enough For the days To seem one. Insomnia only brings Diversions, Frivolity And agitation, And when that Wears you out, A sleep too black For thought to thrive. Insomnia doesn’t bring rain; It is the storm grey Cloud that teases And threatens, Then flitters away Whispering promises To come another day.
Tricks
i’m really not amused. must this really be the theme of my first piece of the year? sigh. also, i’ve added a like button to all content. feel free to use 🙂 I know your secret. You wait until the taste Of you has All but faded To spring forth And remind me That you’re still there, To make sure I never forget. I know your trick, But that doesn’t Mean I don’t Fall for it every time.
Tabanca
I have a tabanca. I miss the warmth, The sunshine, The shade of green, I miss the freedom that comes With knowing exactly where you’re going ‘Cause is there you born and raise, I miss the kiskadee song in the day And the cricket chorus at night. I miss the twelve hours of sun, I miss the sno cone, I miss the red mango. I miss the soca And the piccong, I miss St James And the way it’s Never at rest. I miss the view Of the city from Lady Young Road, I miss the renegade Poui trees that…
Flash Fiction Friday #34: The Traveller
So i decided to play a lil ambitious with this one, i wanted to get an epic poem feel, then i kinda didn’t feel like settling down to write, hence the delay. not sure if i’m completely satisfied with the end result, but i certainly don’t hate it. i could have gone subtle with the words but i decided against it. fff#34: (choice of inclusion) ghost, roast, boast, toast, host. The traveller had been warned against this route Though it promised to be quicker. Brave, Strong, Could survive anything that was thrown at him, Was his boast, Though the weariness…
Chibi LeGreat?
Ok, this isn’t writing, but I was so pleased with it, i decided i must post it here 🙂 i find it to be incredibly cute :3 ^_^
Deadly Sins (Cycle II)
You are the vice That resides in my soul, The lust and envy That corrode it, The temptation That I yield to, Again and again Without fail. Forgive me Father, For I have sinned, And I yearn for absolution.
Days Like This
Days like this are the worst. Days where I stumble around In states of undress; Listlessness has made me hot. Days like this I wish I’d taken up smoking. At least it would give me Something to do With my hands, My mouth, My lungs, Least the Devil Seeks to employ me With his other idle souls, While I wait For the universe, Fate, Destiny, To figure out what to do with me… Days like this are the worst.
Flash Fiction Friday #33: Rendez-vous S’il Vous Plait
clearly i am not stickin with this one 🙂 fff#33: (inclusion) wet, match, chain, trigger, rendezvous She clutched her coat more tightly to her body in a futile effort to shut out the cold rain. It was assignments like these that made her long for home, or at least to be sent somewhere tropical. She crossed the empty street, careful not to slip on the slick cobblestones and entered a small tea parlor with dusty cakes in the window. She chose a seat in the corner of the shop and hung her wet coat on the back of the wrought-iron…
Flash Fiction Fridays
So this just occurred to me. Since I have all the fff triggers, i could share them with my readers! (readers oui…. sometimes i amuse myself). if one choses to do so, you can link back to me, and you should link back to Elisha’s blog sweet trini’s urban folk tales, since she’s the lovely lady who instigates these particular fffs and it’s nice to know people paying attention. here they are in all their reverse-chronological glory: fff#33: (inclusion) wet, match, chain, trigger, rendezvous fff#32: (starter) i/he/she/it/we/they took everything fff#31: (idea inclusion) egg(s), witch, cave. fff#30: (idea inclusion) snakecharmer, citrus, book(s)…
Flash Fiction Friday #32: Teacher’s Pet
eugh. finally. this one did not want to be written at all, and hence, i don’t like it very much. but it’s the only way i can get fff#33. (and for those who catch on…. ahem… doh make it out please :P) fff#32: (starter) i/he/she/it/we/they took everything She took everything mundane about our classes and spritzed it with her flowery perfume. Most of the boys where enthralled by Ms Bell. The ones in the upper classes attempted to wow her with their newfound charms. Us younger ones just blushed when she asked us questions and tried to impress her by…