At Least I Can Feel

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The scope is just too large
The blank canvas too vast
I just don’t know where to start
So I crack my knuckles
Turn my gaze forward
And instead of tuning out distractions
I let them guide me
To worlds previously unseen
Unimagined
Words flow from my fingertips
Words that barely make sense to me
Words evoking moods and visuals
That exist only in my head
Or maybe I ripped them off
From the plethora of sensations
Bombarding me at every turn
Someone once told me to be mindful
But they didn’t know or understand
For me that means everything
Boring down on me at once
And I can’t pry apart
The real from the surreal
When it all sounds and feels
So good and so bad
I’m not sure which is better
At least I can feel.

Tell Me Our Story

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It’s been too long since I’ve asked anyone to tell me a story
Will it always be thus?
Every word you utter, I blindly see as an answer
Each time you glance my way, I feel all is well in my world
My breath stays caught in my throat
I await a sign you’re paying attention
My hands clench to keep from wringing with anticipation
You speak and I hear water rushing to smooth rough stones
You smile and I swear I could die of joy in that moment

How will you ever know how close I was to my end
Are there any combinations of words I could make
To make you see the cubist portrait of my psyche
And how I have turned cozy impressionist

Tell me anything you want
I will listen to stories, stats, swearing
Anything but stillness
Tell me truths or lies or wishes
I just want to hear your voice
As you wear me down and polish me
My own ideas pushed aside awhile can’t hurt
That’s when the big waves come
And tell their own endings to our story

Shine On Award

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I am so happy to connect with other writers and honored to nominated by http://seriouslysav.wordpress.com/ for the Shine On Award!

Rules of the Award:
1. Display the award logo on your blog.
2. Link back to the person who nominated you.
3. State 7 things about yourself
4. Nominate 15 other bloggers for this award and link to them.
5. Notify those bloggers of the nomination and the award requirements.

Seven Things About the Word Rummager:
1. I own every “Columbo” episode on DVD
2. I have a copy of every Kurt Vonnegut novel
3. My favorite color is periwinkle
4. I have a journalism degree from Temple U. (go Owls!)
5. I live in the country
6. Tea is my beverage of choice
7. I love fireflies at dusk in summer

Some blogs I like to follow:

1. http://projectlighttolife.wordpress.com/
2. http://300stories.wordpress.com/
3. http://poetreecreations.wordpress.com/
4. http://shawnbird.wordpress.com/
5. http://edmooneyphoto.wordpress.com/
6. http://bookofmohs.com/
7. http://rubyetc.tumblr.com/
8. http://clownponders.com/
9. http://meganhasocd.com/
10. http://maxmundan.tumblr.com/
11. http://atalossofwords.wordpress.com/
12. http://lightningdroplets.wordpress.com/
13. http://littlewritelies.com/
14. http://seriouslysav.wordpress.com/
15. maybe this will be your blog next!

There You Go

There may be no better time than this right second
Right where’s you’re standing
In the breath you’re taking

There may be no other time than today
Because yesterday, though it lingers, is too late
Because tomorrow is too far away

There may not be another chance
To step forward
To step into the fray

There may not be any others who understand
Who will care
Who will try

There you go with conviction
With truth
With heart

There you go
Traveling with gods
Traveling through your door.

Thanks!

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I wish to heartily thank my supporters and friends and followers! I have had words stuck in my head all my life and it’s taken me to my middle age to write them down.

I’m working on a book of poetry to hopefully be published this year; up to six months ago, I would laughed at that idea.

I am particularly proud of the connections I’ve made with other writers. We should revel and share in our journeys and support each other as we have chosen similar modes of expression.

“We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful pour out.” – Ray Bradbury

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