The girl had a dream last night and when she woke her heart ached. She didn’t know why and at the same time, she did. She remembered. As long as she could think back, she never really knew how she got to the forest. She had guessed that she hadn’t always been here, but nothing…
Tag: creative writing
Lately
Lately Every room I go to I meet plants who are starting to flower These ones Despite the cold Despite the lack of moisture sometimes Despite the drought Still grow Still flower With only a touch of help From someone else Lately I am astonished by what I am capable of I push on boundaries…
the hunt
The girl moved swiftly through the forest. Dodging branches snapping back at her. She moved with alacrity. Her pace was even. She was nimble. She wove around rocks stuck in the ground. She jumped, sliding over the trunks of broken trees. She moved quickly. Hurried steps. She looked behind her. Then ahead. She quickened her…
deep within the moon, the heart
there is a river deep within the moon it is the kind that storybooks are made of in your heart it looks the same a river with a current that is so intensely strong both the moon and the heart go through phases the river that runs through them keeps things moving the moon is…
the gift
Some people gave gifts that go beyond the standard level of understanding reality. The man was one of them. The man had the gift of knowledge. The girl had once asked him– “How do you know so much?” “I just know.” This was the answer the man always gave whenever he’d been asked this. Even…
Chasing sound
Whistling entered her mind and traveled with her in between the dream space and waking up. Like a far off call for attention. Warmth on the side of her face from the song. The melody this whistle sang drifted in and out. Her breathing grew heavier and she squinted her eyes. Dew from water pooled…
night lights
bright lights flash by in the darkness candle flickers from a single flame warm of the glow i can feel it from here meanwhile a million blinking red and yellow lights pass over my eyes flickering like waving — not on and off like a sometimes faltering balance like taking your time like stumbling through…
great bird flies
A great bird made swoops in the sky. It glided across the blue and those down below stopped to watch it. As it got closer to the town, it disappeared from view. The man from the forest emerged without a word. The people from the town hadn’t seen him in some time. And the were…
music preferences for those in the know
Quiet, warm music with a clear pulse. Music that had an element of slowness and subtle change in temperature. Music that was all-consuming and that could be felt deep within. This was the music that June liked best. And there were two spaces and times she knew where to find it: -before midday in the…
the pool she didn’t remember
There is a little pool of light, clear cool water deep within the forest. After a good long while in the house in the woods waiting for the man to say something, anything — the man told the girl about it. He said she had been there before. She was confused by this. How could…
The Dynamics of Groove 