Fifteen down - fifteen to go! We the Mourners We the mournersroam the landa planet-sized graveyardwitnessing the body as tombstoneinclined toward the sharp knife ofLove’s lapidarian urgesetching Time woundsinto our skin –urging the most tears We the mournersswallow the sour spacesbetween right & wrongholding the knowledgeof their folly – fools aliveenough to write songspoems plays… Continue reading Poem 15 – We the Mourners
Category: On Writing
How’s the Editing Coming Along?
Thought I'd drop a wee line or two about how the editing is coming along! I've been working pretty consistently on edits. Not every day as I should be...but nearly every day. I'm definitely thinking about the novel every day, but golly, sometimes it's hard to get my butt in the chair and actually work… Continue reading How’s the Editing Coming Along?
Poem 14 – We the Mourners
Found a type in day 11's poem! Hee. Fixed it. And...I forgot to paste the entire poem in yesterday's post?! Sheesh. Here's stanza 14! We the Mourners We the mournersroam the landa planet-sized graveyardwitnessing the body as tombstoneinclined toward the sharp knife ofLove’s lapidarian urgesetching Time woundsinto our skin –urging the most tears We the… Continue reading Poem 14 – We the Mourners
Poem 13 – We the Mourners
Lucky 13... We the Mourners We the mournerspreserve the tip of the tongueit is getting lonely, discardedin the speed of need-to-knowno, no – the tip of the tongueis the holder of creativity’scauldron, the altar of imagination’sfierce fortress. Intelligence isthe tastebud of transcendence– why flounder itto artificial accoutrements?we heed the healing forcegenuine in our care for… Continue reading Poem 13 – We the Mourners
VANESSA SHIELDS 