Really just an amateur trying my hand at this.
It was, as if, a wind had pushed me, guided me. But no wind stirred, no breeze guided. I was drawn. Unknowing, my steps were my own, without thought, but still coerced somehow.
By Katie 4 years ago in Poets
I’m knee deep and waiting, waiting for the fear to abate. Daily I wade in to my knees, wanting to go deeper. But I’m tethered to the shore. The safety of the shore.
If, a word we’ve all become accustomed to. “If only” we all say. Coulda, shoulda, woulda, but. Didn’t. If........it rules large in my mind, gaining a life of it’s own. Fed by my many wishes.
Tumbling, spinning, runaway life. Even sitting still, it gains speed. Rushing past in blurred days. Never pausing, always forward, burning my days, despite attempts at slowing the pace.
Spew forth your poison, unrelenting, it seeps into everyone’s flesh. Puke out the septic food you want swallowed, without question.
It’s tough, to care. For some. Years and years of refusing to acknowledge this ability giving them a insulating layer to deny......caring.
Caught in a web, sticky tendrils of control, settling over the land. Slowly it was spun, woven across our land. Carefully crafted and laid, anchored with fear. Cemented with false beliefs.
I dreamt, I flew, across the land. Across the waters. The mountains flew by, beneath me. As did the cities of man. Cities of light, though no longer relevant.
I love the rain, most of the time. Even on cold dreary days it gives me peace. It never fails in it’s ability to calm me on these days.
I walk among these people, living as they do. Observing, listening, learning. How easily I see the manipulation. An astonishing accomplishment of illusion over a seemingly smart population.
By Katie 4 years ago in Fiction
I close my eyes and look to the sun. Soon they come, kaleidoscopes of perfect patterns only I can see. They seem like a dome overhead.
How perfect is our moon, it’s relationship to our home profound. It effects us in ways most don’t realize. Even the distance is perfect, causing a corona to appear during a Solar eclipse.
By Katie 4 years ago in The Swamp
