of muses, of lovers, friends and others

February 16, 2012

In case yet said along parchment rooftops cursive or ruled awnings bold:   Women are God’s gifts laid upon Earth’s mantled soul. Born in whispers A muse is more than mere influences.   Existing in a word Living off sentences Birthing paragraphs silent Raising chapters alone Destroyer of books Standing atop volumes Queen of sounds Empress of visions Goddess of gods Breaker of hearts. She is The ultimate lover. ~m.j   Conceived as prose, transformed… Read more of: of muses, of lovers, friends and others

stream of consciousness #0015: inspiration is random on-purpose

February 11, 2012

Inspired by words from another who’ve i’ve never met physically—an online comraderie twittering—writing about a muse never encountered by either of us for she passed away years prior, this is a piece about the purpose of inspiration coming at us sideways in the dark holding a flashlight for the gloomy eyes to see hope. Hopeful for enlightenment, we grope, not quite blind yet possessing almost atrophied optics, around murky caverns searching for an outlet. Almost… Read more of: stream of consciousness #0015: inspiration is random on-purpose

Stream of Consciousness #0005 – poem

December 27, 2011

there is a poem inside all of us us being the collective human human identity should never be relegated relegated to the bottom feeder livelihood of of closeted existence that is corporatism corporatism is the bane of freedom freedom is what creates, incites and excites excites the most meek and soft-spoken individuals individuals are the ones that push this world forward forward is never backwards but sideways and diagonally pushing pushing for the creative exploits… Read more of: Stream of Consciousness #0005 – poem