POET? Yes, I like to fool myself
and think that I am. I’m okay at it, but I don’t know that “rules” of different
styles and stuff. I just wing it and try to make it sound okay.
“I see the color of the sky today,
It’s gray; all the orange has seeped away.
The birds are hushed and the wind stilled,
Too many sorrows leave the autumn air chilled.
I long for a sound of joy on my open page—
Only dry words echo across this empty stage.
Where were your smiles among the letters?
Did happiness become harsh fetters?
—Or did the rain fall and steal that kiss
Sucking the brilliance from those eyes I miss.
The water is placid on the lake of my heart,
Its deep chasm of imagination won’t start.
The key in my hand, I can’t find the door,
I close my eyes and cry loneliness once more.”
Of Love And Sadness (from My Roommate’s A Jock? Well, Crap!)
And what should I
speak to you today,
Of paper flowers and
skies of gray?
Or moon-lit nights,
sitting alone,
Candles burning with
no one home.
Pure sadness falls
upon mine ear;
I hear it whisper,
because you’re not here.
My cold tears that
fall, deafen the night
In ways that can't be
found in light.
The shadows cry of a
love so dear
That my heart won't
beat without him near.
Cupid calls, “Fear
not, my friend, for love is a fire;
Which kindles,
ignites, and consumes the pyre.”
Love is the flame
that banishes dark,
And teaches a tune to
the morning lark.
It's love that beats
within my breast,
And love that gives each
soul true rest.
So when my heart in
sadness sighs,
I remember that love is in his brown
eyes.
I have more. Will I put them into
my books? IDK. Maybe.
The Intangible (possibly in Names Can Never Hurt Me.)
There’s
‘something’ in the way you speak
Though not through
words as such,
A subtle lilt
within the letters
A phrase that says
so much.
I can’t explain
that ‘something’ there
Although I feel it
every time,
It makes me smile
and laugh out loud
And reply back to
you in rhyme.
I love the way it
makes me feel
To know, somehow,
you missed me,
To ask me where I
was today
That’s when the
‘something’ hits me.
That friendship
sealed within my heart
Can’t deny the
intangible is true,
Without need of
words, or sound, or voice
I recognize that
‘something’ is just YOU.
Or maybe this
one…
Love’s Sonnet (remember that I said I don’t know “rules”.)
The intense passion that rages in these
eyes
Is only comparable to a savage flame;
Blazing an errant path as it cries
For relief. It searches a torrid plane
But the deep desires only burn white-hot;
Intensified by images shared by a
lascivious gaze-
Piercing my soul. A soul that forgot
That need, a need lost in a maze
Of sweltering emotion, now set free.
These ardent dreams shall soon find rest;
For in your strong arms, I shall see
The fruition of a flame of unrest.
If love can be conveyed by a look in
one’s eyes,
Than passion can only be quenched by the
heart in which it lies.
**What do you
think? Can I pull off poetry?
So, I have been
writing. I will try to get more done this morning before I get my rear-end
working. (Because writing is pleasure!) I start today with a total of 43,661
words on Names Can Never Hurt Me. (NCNHM) Let us see by the end of the day how
much I can accomplish! I’d like to say I am half way done, except that my books
take their own route sometimes. Word-wise I have enough. If I take this X2 then
87,322 is certainly enough for a novel. I don’t want to hang on word count
though. There are plenty of people that wished “Jock” was shorter because they
got bored. I’d rather not repeat that. I’m trying to improve my writing, not
wallow in stagnation. I want it to be an exciting experience for readers to
pick up my books!! Ya know?
POV shifts? Love
/ Hate them? Because I have them in the WIP. Not bad. Only between two
characters. (main ones) IF… still saying “if”… IF The Cost of Loving (TCOL) was
out already then you’d kind-of know what I mean because I’m writing NCNHM in
the same format. Most of it is in Nick’s POV and some from RC’s. This is
tentative because I was considering taking out RC’s thoughts all together. I
might leave you in the dark and have you discover things along with Nick. IDK.
No word on TCOL.
It’s been two weeks since I sent it to the publisher. I’m on the edge of my
seat!
Coming this week
on Joyfully Jay, a review of My Roommate’s a Jock. (http://joyfullyjay.com/2013/02/coming-this-week-jock-week.html)
I am anxious to read it. I hope they liked it. Hop on over and see what the
reviewers said about My JOCK, and others on “JOCK week.” (Is that anything like
shark week?)
Laterz ya’ll ;)
Wade
oh, and BTW, Jock is still on the bestseller list on DSP at #18, and #78 on Amazon.
A must read., February 20, 2013
By
turpentine2009 "Terry" (Oklahoma) - See all my reviews
This review is from: My Roommate's a Jock? Well, Crap! (Kindle Edition)
WOW!!! This was one of the best books i have read in a while. So loving, so caring and a smile on my face through the whole book, even if a tear slid down my face I still had the smile. I am almost tempted to write the author a thank you letter. In a world of so few smiles this was like a breathe of fresh air. You have to read this.
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