I have spent the last two nights writing, rewriting and selecting and composing for a new collection competition, a short one… 20 pages… AND selecting 3 poems to submit to a different magazine. My fingers are freezing! I need to unravel and add structure to what I have done and well, I should perhaps call it something… And I am very interested on what you might think I should call it…
Bleeder, No Bleeding… ha!
Deep Breath of Wind
A Great Rush of Blood
She Runs Desire
I Put My Sorrow on the Spin
We Saw Our Hands Touch
Tan, Scatched, Scared, but Still Alive
Breathe in my direction
Vandalizing My Unholy Form…eh
I think that is the end of my brainstorm for now… I forgot to mention that I have to post this in the mail…. tomorrow. Yes, the life of the procrastinator is one I am very familiar with 🙂
~b
May 23, 2011 at 2:46 pm
Breath in my direction again plz…really liked images that were evoked
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