|collection of my writings|
|As I sit here looking for ways to make some money, I think of get paid for writing, but where do I look? So I look at blogit, and I read it and read it, looked over the website. So I see other people get paid by the money I put into it. Yeah I get money also IF they read my blogs. I would like to find a website where I can write my short stories and get paid for that, not going through the red tape to get published and market my writing.
I am homeless. I do not like being without a home
Without food or a place to lay my head.
To take a warm shower or even what one feels like
When I find myself along.
I am Homeless I have nothing.
I do not know when I'll get my next meal
Or a warm blanket to keep me warm on a cold winter night.
Where can I find a place in from the cold.
If I have money I need to keep it safe
If the only thing you have on your back
Is what I have on for clothing
Not knowing what to do next.
It is winter here and I am cold
Nowhere to turn nowhere to go
I can feel the cold on my face and hands
I can smell rain and pine from the trees
I hear the sound of moving cars and trucks
I see the colors for winter from pale green to brown.
The squirrels find their acorns for their food.
It is disturbing that a bench is what I have.
I am alone and homeless
|When I start my writing I tend to just jump in and write. I don't look at it until I'm done and try to fix what I see, but I still haven't got any better. I was never good at editing my own work. That's why I need help with my short story. I would love to have that published, maybe someday sell my story.