Notes from a Day of Writing Steampunk There is an irrefutable beauty to dallying in the fog of Victorian London, even if it is an alternate one. I imagine myself drawn through a city in a horseless carriage, steam pumping from its pistons to merge with the grey, a flickering gaslight lighting the immediate space […]
A: “Let’s here it then.” B: “Prepare yourself, this is brilliant.” A: “I’m waiting.” B: “If I had a drum, I’d be rolling on it.” A: “I’m still waiting.” B: “Alright, alright, keep your socks on. I just wanted you to be the first to know.” A: “I’m hoping that one day I will.” B: […]
A crack fissured; freedom sprung forth.
Inspiration: scribbled notes lost and found.
Cascade overload Crescendo of thoughts Trickling emotions Pouring down, incessant Endless supply A never ceasing cavalry Of white horses Trampling mind Running me down Too much, too many Cascade overload
In silent slumber Tomorrow’s dreams are being born The sleepless lose out
This was inspired by some wise words by my good friend MichelleMarie. Please check out her always inspirational blog. To see life As only you can, Not predefined, Not part of the plan, But full of style, Curlicued swirls, An ocean of feeling, A field of whorls. To look past the rigid; To look past the fixed, And feel the colour, Sense how all is mixed. These […]