Through the Looking Glass
The answer rang clear
You’re more than you think
More than just a figment of My imagination
Self Portait
Recipe for Disaster
She left him lying there in the kitchen in a crimson pool not knowing if he was dead or alive. She was not going to wait to find out.
Possession
She walked down the stairs. Quietly. He saw her though. She wasn’t quiet enough. He stood there staring at her. She looked around. There was no escape. She’d have to face him. No way no how he was letting her go.
The Blog Tag – Beauty Week Q&A
Yay! It’s Friday. That means it is Q&A day on The Blog Tag. And since it’s Beauty Week all questions revolve around…well…beauty. Check out #TheBlogTag on the links provided.
Beauty Confession…My Wake-up Call
I have never considered myself to be beautiful. Not even pretty just a little. I’ve always thought I’m “okay”. What I realised though was that there are parts of my anatomy that I find beautiful and that it’s best to play those parts up.
The Blog Tag Q&A (Literature Week)
So…every Friday on The Blog Tag there is a Q&A relating to the theme for that specific week. This is Literature week. I cannot wait to read the other The Blog Tag bloggers answers to these questions. Here’s our The Blog Tag Friday fun 🙂
And So It Goes…
And so it goes… I watch you standing there All ebb…no flow A mere mortal in thought With mortality wrought with strife The inability to delve deeper jarring One so translucent…so tragic
My Open Letter To…The Bully
This week on The Blog Tag we have the theme of Literature. Â The prompt for this post is “My Open Letter To…”. Dear Bully I know it’s been a while. Â I thought I’d update you on my life. Â And […]
The Blog Tag – The One Thing I’m Most Proud Of
“I do not consider myself to be a great writer…but I try. Fortunately for me I’ve found this Facebook group called The Blog Tag. Their aim? To help those of us who struggle some with topics to help kick us into gear. I think it’s a fantastic idea.”
When You Don’t Fit In
“You’re like a dandelion drifting
Drifting on a desert breeze”