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Soil & “Pimp” Sessions: Hollow
This was written over one listen, albeit with some restarts as I was having difficulty getting some grounding, so to speak. I was mostly just looking to describe what was happening but I think I switched into describing the emotive … Continue reading
A Poem About Being Inside During Rain
I think there was too much of a pause between writing the first and second verse. Maybe that pause broke the flow and led to the abrupt ending. I feel like I’ve written a fragment of something longer here. With … Continue reading
Five-Hundred Word Challenge 847: Little Sleep Last Night
At the moment I’m quite tired and so this feels a little more like a victory lap of sorts as it has been a busy, yet rather slow day. You see, I had very little sleep last night and somehow … Continue reading
Think Fast, Act Fast
I’ve still got the itch to keep on writing poetry and make an attempt to improve. I also still have the itch to keep sharing it, regardless the low quality of my output. So here’s another attempt at a poem. … Continue reading
Five-Hundred Word Challenge 663: I Should Write
Instead of sitting here thinking to myself “I should write”, I should write. Easier said than done at the moment as I’m rather tired from the lengthy day of work and disconnections, but I’ve got to get through it as … Continue reading
Just Some Stuff on Writing
So yesterday I was going to get a bit more directly personal than I’ve been in a long time. Yesterday was a day of being quite nonfunctional and I wanted to touch on the subject, but I didn’t as, well, … Continue reading
Five-Hundred Word Challenge 425: Not as Much Time to Recharge
Ah, the evening seems to offer some sort of embrace right now. It’s been a day longer than usual and all I can see right now is what is in front of me. The mind has been stripped of the … Continue reading
Five-Hundred Word Challenge 411: Cold Morning Beckons
A cold morning beckons the thawing and the gnashing of the old hands which are moving as quickly as they can, making busy work of their surroundings as well as possible whilst also feeling the encroaching chill reach out and … Continue reading
Five-Hundred Word Challenge 380: Sydney is Waking up
The early morning, dark it is at this hour. There are birds that can be heard at some distance, making the sounds a bird does as the sunlight gradually reaches over this side of the planet in order to illuminate … Continue reading
To Mount Dingo: Leaving the Bush
I woke up in the morning a bit sweaty and a bit off my sleeping mat. Before falling asleep I turned my sleeping bag into a blanket as it was too warm to sleep in otherwise. Despite waking up a … Continue reading
Stupidity Hole 