Tag Archives: inspiration

TLT: Troubleman

30 Jun

photo by Rosan Harmens – click here for full res version


Sirens playing their serenade, looking for me, the troubleman.

I watch police cars chasing a lunatic. Bob Dylan singing in the background if my head.

And I sit on a cabinet, swaying my legs and thinking how to get out from this mess.
This post was written for TLT challenge.

Your footsteps

21 Jun

Brooke Shaden

I can hear you laughing,
as you were still here.
I can see you walking on the beach,
as I saw you years ago.
As if you have never left.
I remember those days,
when you called my name,
to follow your lead.
Now it is just me here.
I have nobody to follow.

This post was written for:
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/06/21/photo-challenge-118/

Everyday

11 Jun

Everyday I have a reason to wake up,
every single moment
has a meaning.
it is the meaning of LIFE.
Here and now…

The Warning

24 May

– Adam Hague

The forest was calm and I was in peace
when suddenly,
It came like a big shout out,
passing around me like a ghost.
All that pain and sorrow,
all that screaming.
I knew it was something unbearable.
There was only a few times I felt so sure.
And this time I knew,
that it was time to run.

This post was written for

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/05/24/photo-challenge-114/

Foggy Morning

14 May

 
At the end of this foggy path
that’s where I will find you.
At least that is what I hope for.
You left on the foggy morning.
I was watching you walking away,
standing on the front porch,
unable to say a word,
my heart slowly cracking.
Today it is me taking the same foggy path.

Hope is my only companion.
Hope is my strenght and weapon.
Hope is what brought me to this path.
Hope that you are out there somewhere,
waiting for me to take you home.

You left without looking back.
But I never left that porch.
Night and day sitting and waiting
for you to come to me.
On this foggy morning I wait no more.
The mountain is calling my name.

At the end of this foggy path,
thats’s where I find you.
For in my heart I have never let you go.

Tanka For Sunday Evening: The Gloom

8 May

found on pinterest

Sloaping in the strong wind.
Exhaustion is what I feel.
Solitude is here.
Dark clouds approach my shoulders.
The gloom soaks me up and I am gone.

Writing Prompt: Her Dreamy Land

4 May

found on twitter


I found this picture on twitter as I was searching for some writing prompts. The task was to write opening lines for any kind of story. Here are mines:

She was his first love. Mathew never thought their love would last forever. But when she told him he was her only true love, he knew. It was difficult to keep her concentrated on anything. She had her own dreamy land, where all planets were rotating around her private universe. But there was something so intoxicating about her, that it was impossible not to love her…

If you liked the image or this writing prompt, you can write your own opening lines to any kind of story. If you do so, you can send your link to coments. Please give the credit for the picture and this writing prompt to the author: 

This writing prompt was provided by calebjacobo.com

No Way Back

2 May

found on pinterest

Do you hear the sound of an engine?
It is a rescue boat.
They are coming for us.

But wait a minute,
do we really want to be saved,
or do we want to stay lost?

The longing for solitude is stronger.
Just one more step to the forest
and there is no way back.

The decision is yours…

A Safe House

29 Apr

 

You think I got lost,
that I threw away all I had.
But I just felt this pain,
this feeling of going mad.

One day I found myself on the floor,
crying and screaming,
wanting none of this no more.

Now I am in peace
with you, the world and myself.
I no longer live a lie.
My anger may finally cease.

You think I got lost,
that I am wandering around the woods.
But the truth is
I found my roots.

There in the forest,
behind the foggy air,
stands a house, sublime as a castle.
There I live, feeling no dispair.

The Inner Child

26 Apr

 

We live our lifes,
as it comes.
One day the train arrives,
where will it take us, we ask.

To the land of marvelous hills,
to the craddle of happiness,
to the bright shiny world of magic,
where nothing is impossible.

Just make a wish
and the train will appear.
It opens it’s door 
for those who yearn for an adventure.

Just close your eyes and see,
what beautifull meadow there is,
the elfs and Merlins,
all the beautifull creatures
of the fantasy world
are calling your name.

Don’t be affraid to take the risk,
listen to the child inside.