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Sometimes I wish I had a voice again
For my vocal cords are gone.
I hanker after turmoil
And envy those who weep.
Sometimes, I wish I wouldnâ€™t say â€œsometimesâ€
And wish I wouldnâ€™t wish at all,
Perchance - that way - words would come
And find a way to reach my fingers
Like fowls fly in flocks,
So gently â€¦
Through the wind.
| i find solace in birds every day. (and i am not even a birder). but yes, who wants to say sometimes or i wish on any given day? it's wispy and wanting all at once.|
words can catch you off guard at times. both when lacking or when abundant. but i find it's hard being patient when you want to express something. anything. it's like this pent-up energy that needs to be.
seems you found a bit of wind to sail on here.
|| Posted on 2014-07-01 00:00:00 | by isabella | [ Reply to This ] || I spent about 2 years trying to approach writing again, after a long mental shut-down. With it comes all kinds of strange feathers. It's a way to fly, though. Blocking it, though... pieces of you die in the oddest ways.||| Posted on 2014-06-23 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ] || inspirational writers block. |
what a convenient paradox.
i just don't know what to say sometimes,
'but sometimes i just mirror the thought.
don't let the fowl fool you
they paid divine due.
Ps this was a fun write. in all seriousness, fun to read. thx.
|| Posted on 2014-06-22 00:00:00 | by cornonthekob | [ Reply to This ] |