Awakening

And now for something completely different. A piece of poetry, which had been my first true passion in life. I started writing poetry when I was about 13 or 14. At that point in my life the idea had been introduced to me as a therapeutic tool. It was the only way I knew to communicate how I felt in a very dark and difficult time in my life.

I have had a few pieces published in the National Library of Poetry books that go out frequently, under a few different names, between marriage, divorce, and a pseudonym at one point or another. I will try to dig some of those up as well.

Now I write for very different reasons. I do occasionally go back to the poetry when I need a literary teddy bear, so to speak. It provides me comfort when the rest of my creativity seems to be waning.

Disclaimer: I have been told on many, many occasions that the poetry comes across as very dark, and some people have actually found it frightening. This has never been my intention at all. When I write poetry, I do so with a clear mind, a blank slate if you will. I am often just as surprised by the result as anyone who might read it.

Anyway, without further hesitation, my latest piece.

AWAKENING

Quiet fills a lonely room
Darkness setting in.
No end in sight for the gloom,
No idea where to begin.

She reaches out for something,
A path she cannot see.
All she can feel is a longing,
A longing to be free.

All new feelings deep inside
That she has never felt.
No longer wanting just to hide,
Finally free to be herself.

A brilliant light
Never before seen
Shining deep into her soul.

And the darkness fades
Like never before
Removing the shades
Making her want more.

Like seeing for the very first time
And everything around her new.
She reaches out and holds on tight.
There is nothing that she can't do.

This was from 10 July 2009

The prompt on this day was to write a monologue in which a character reveals a significant secret, and to attach a sense of urgency in the telling of this secret. Here it is.

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I never thought that I would tell a soul about this. I thought that this was one of those things I would take to my grave. But now, as it seems that my death will be coming much sooner than I had ever imagined, I think I really need to share what I know.

They will probably come for me soon, so there isn't much time. They know that I know, and are trying to get rid of me. Please, Please be careful, and, should I be killed, do whatever you can to stop them before too many people get hurt.

I can prove that there is a great deal of corruption in the police force here in town. A friend on the inside confided in me, and three days later he was dead. I can prove all of this, but if I am dead, I don't want the secret to die with me.

Everything you will need is on this flash drive. The password is "bananas." Ha, ha. I don't know why. It is just a funny word. If anything happens to me, go to the media. Don't tell them who you are. Just give them the files.

You better get out of here now. If they find you here, can connect you to me in any way, you are as good as dead, too. Be safe.

First Piece of Writing

This is my first official writing post. Let me know what you think! This was written from a prompt that told me to write a few paragraphs about a picture that showed fall trees and two canoes in the water.

As always, if I post something, a story line perhaps, that you would like to see me take furter, please feel free to let me know.

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It really is a beautiful fall day in New England. I can't get over the diversity of the colors of the changing leaves. We don't have anything like that back home in Arizona. We really did pick the perfect vacation spot this year.

We rented a couple of canoes and set out on the creek behind the old Victorian home we had rented for the month. After alternately rowing and floating for about an hour, this seemed like the perfect place to stop for a picnic lunch.

I climbed carefully out of the canoe and stared after my teenage children, who seemed to be awestruck by the natural beauty surrounding them.

"David, Danielle, don't wander off too far, please."

"Alright, Mother!"

I could hear the condescending tone as the 16-year-old twins responded in unison, but I shrugged it off.

Trips like this are the reason I had decided to homeschool the twins. When their dad died 4 years ago, I realized that we weren't spending nearly enough time together. We had all been too wrapped up in our all too hectic lives to remember what being a family was all about, but not anymore. Now was the time to enjoy what we have and learn to appreciate all that life has to offer us.

Welcome!

First off, let me introduce myself!

My name is Lisa, and I am a 27 year old mother of 2 young children. As many of you, I am sure, can understand, finding the time to write with two small children at home can prove difficult at best. I also have found myself recently with a serious lack of motivation, and therefore, have written nothing for many months. I am about to embark on a new journey to write at least one thing every day, and I thought that I would use this forum to do so.

I find that putting my work out there for others to see can be a very valuable tool. While I have never been very good at accepting criticism, I am learning, and the comments that you all post in response to my writings will be helpful in shaping future pieces.

That being said, those of you who feel the urge to comment on my writings here will be to say, "Hey, I helped shape that person's literary path" when I finally get published and make my millions!! (Okay, so I know that THAT may never happen; they don't use the term "starving artist" for nothing).

But anyway, you may feel free to comment on any piece you find here. If it is great, let me know. If it is utter vitriol spewed from my pen, let me know. I really do want to know what you think about my writing, and will find the information useful.

Also, if you think you have some pretty good stuff, feel free to drop me a line and ask me to check it out. I am also very open to writing prompt sites, and the like. If you my faithful readers ask for it, I will put writing prompts up on this site as well.

If you have something that you think you can stump me with, post a couple lines, a subject matter, an idea, and I will see what I can create with it!

With that said, I will close for now, but look for more to come at least every other day to start with, and hopefully ultimately daily.