Four Lads Stacked In A Trench Coat (Book) https://www.Writing.Com/main/profile.php/blog/fivesixer I barely recognize myself in pictures these days. The playful past; boyish charm meets schoolgirl sparkle. To say we had our fun would be untrue, for we're still in the present tense of time. Ups and downs, we've known and overcome them. Our stories are legendary. But every now and then, when I lose my hope or way, you don't go away. You're my kintsugi, filling between my broken pieces a golden shine not even time can tarni...[Read Full Post] Sat, 28 Jun 2025 14:00:46 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092413 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092413 She's better than me and she knows it, with her two solid wings and a puffed-out chest. Sitting in a nest of the finest Norwegian wood, she's cast a spell on me I can't quite decipher or reconcile. I flutter clumsily, wings withered by time and circumstances unkind though she rarely takes pity on my less-cultured frame. I know what I know and can't help myself but be awed; yes, I'm flawed. She is my fault. The nest I...[Read Full Post] Fri, 27 Jun 2025 14:06:31 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092360 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092360 You share like a toddler; as in, you don't. It's impossible to be a whole when one half refuses to play nice and do their part. If that's your way of saying you're frightened of me leaving, you're weaving a fictitious fable in your arrogantly troubled mind. All day, it's what I hear when you feign affection. Everyone sees through it. Your kisses stain more bitter than the wine you spilled on me when I last tr...[Read Full Post] Thu, 26 Jun 2025 13:07:40 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092277 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092277 You want to be Instagram famous, try-hard? No one's confusing you with movie stars. Maybe you could start by acting natural. Down to Earth first, before you make a genuine climb. Otherwise, you're just a genuine clown in a circus of overpriced shine. Your followers don't impress me; they're all the same cookie-cutter lookalikes searching for the same scene but they haven't read the script. Do you even know who you are be...[Read Full Post] Wed, 25 Jun 2025 13:57:40 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092218 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092218 I've probably lived three or four varied lifetimes in almost fifty years. Opportunities and letdowns; wins, losses, and ties. Having had the chance to see many different cities, I find the place I prefer to visit the most is inside me. It's where I mark my growth, like drawing a line on a door frame to record a child's height on their birthday. I see my friends and lovers, foes and co-workers, and the memories greet me uns...[Read Full Post] Tue, 24 Jun 2025 13:45:58 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092152 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092152 A typical day. A typical girl. A typical family. A typical home. She gathers what she can in her duffel bag, but the sorrow doesn't fit. Off to the station to catch the Greyhound; a friendlier state to shed her shame. Eighteen and barely out of school, not ready for a lifetime of poor choices saddling her future. Her parents and her Croupier beau mustn't know. Her life flashes by as she looks out the window. "How could I be so cr...[Read Full Post] Mon, 23 Jun 2025 14:32:49 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092100 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092100 I've got a feeling, old as time. Perhaps older. Not one that sits like a stone in the bottom of your stomach, or one that wafts through your mind as a distressing smoke signal. This is more omniscient, though I don't know it yet. A tingling reality. A trope of darkness. A hard year of sunshine. A good time for moisture. Yet it remains cold to me; for all I know I'll be happy to be wrong. The feeling, a flinch that causes me to ...[Read Full Post] Sun, 22 Jun 2025 14:41:22 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092031 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1092031 It's never "goodbye", it's "'til we meet again". I don't know how this works but I'm sure it wasn't supposed to be like it now is. Your troubled times are long past and maybe mine are starting up again, but Nick Cave once sang "Death Is Not The End" and that's how I keep your memory. Everyone's got their words of wisdom, for solace, for grace, but none speak as loudly as you lived. If we l...[Read Full Post] Sat, 21 Jun 2025 14:30:35 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1091973 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1091973 the rain moved like smoke on the strawberry fields forever's drought soaked Fri, 20 Jun 2025 14:04:31 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1091886 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1091886 It's not you; never was. It's me. I'm always in love with a love that stays in my head. I can't seem to make the words do their simple things and introduce myself. My eyes avert on their own. I turn into an internal, inescapable tension. And I don't want to just know you. I want to share secrets and dreams and escapes. Your very last set of firsts. But it's me; always was. Even if the only thing stopping us from bein...[Read Full Post] Thu, 19 Jun 2025 14:45:27 EDT https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1091819 https://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/1091819