A couple of weeks ago I shared a poem from my book Hush on my Facebook page and my friend and fellow writer, Dena Daigle of Phoenix Ascended, stumbled onto it and wrote a stunning poem from the inspiration she got from mine and I know you'll love it as much as I do. I [...]
“I want God to come/And take me home 'Cause I'm all alone/ In this crowd Who are you to me/Who am I supposed to be Not exactly sure anymore./Where’s this going to Can I follow through/Or just follow you For a while/Does anyone ever get this right?” - ‘The Vampires of Time and Memory’, Queens [...]
If you or someone you know is struggling with thoughts of suicide and/or self-injury, please call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at (800) 273-TALK (8255). I’m not good right now I’m not well at all But here I am! Right over here I’m still alive Beating the odds As I’m holding on by a thread. [...]
There is great power here. Source: The Weyward Sisters: Hand in Hand - A Collaboration from the Women of Sudden Denouement
Depression and anxiety Encompass more than sadness, Fumbling hands, and racing heartbeats. It's missed deadlines, Canceled plans, drawn blinds to block the sun, prayers to make it to dawn. It's silence after breakdowns, Bruised knees From praying for peace. It's lying in the fetal position, drowning in a sea of tears. It's succumbing to grief [...]
Our shadows danced around the fire like savages before a kill, unaware that our souls were their prey. Graced without inhibitions or regard for self-preservation, we danced on. The flames licked our heathen heels, scorching flesh long into the night. The way we moved bled fevers through seared skin and cast the smells of our [...]
I received a card stating this a few years ago and found it amusing enough to become my birthday theme. I am not really prone to random profane statements on my own. Do not even think about asking me how old I am. I would never tell you, anyway. I am young enough to be [...]
Tiny stories crawl beneath her skin. Sometimes they breathe love from her heart, dropping kisses from her soul and other times they drag sadness through her core and stay hidden behind her eyes. © Michelle Schaper 2016 Until the memories find their way inside, exploding the tears through the blue, through the brown, puncturing the [...]
I often ran my hand, down her back, from her neck, to the tip of her vertebrae. A smooth perfection, the way the light glistened off of her scales. I admired the way she used her tongue; sexy how it flickered, tasting the air. Constrictive, how she could disengage her jaws, and swallow [...]
I am thrilled to be featured on OTV Magazine again today with two poems. Have a peek at Sin Twister and Amnesia.
Rhymes and Reasons
Sunshine on Razor Wire: perspectives from "inside"
presented by Kindra M. Austin
the maiden, mother and caffeinated crone
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