Writing Progress

“…previously, my process of writing mostly involved swirling down the drain of imposter syndrome while simultaneously self-flagellating until the deed was done enough. After a recovery period of varying length, I’d say, ‘hmm there must be an easier way.'”

shifting viewpoints of the night sky

night sky a blanket that is not smoothed out the light from a full moon can be piercing  making eyes water  bright and blurry until shifting gaze looking differently into the distance the nuances of the moon’s exterior  are in full view detail takes my breath and gives it to the beauty of the moment …

watching the moon move

i watch small as the moon bright light  big against the darky sky drifts changes faces changes perspectives  the way it moves across smooth like a ship on calm waters deliberately  it moves with purpose i watch it tracking it learning from the moon how to be so smooth

moon, watching over

sleeping soundly  and then a lantern from the sky  lights its way across the moon it says wake up! this is something you’ll want to see i do and turn to see the moon still in the sky accompanied by stars light fluffy clouds drifting past the moon says yes, you can sleep too i…

the moon’s sense of humor

tonight the moon is only a sliver yet i can see its outline it shadow glows against the backdrop of night  not much illumination is needed to see its full shape yes, the moon seems very close tonight like i could reach out and boop pluck it from the sky like a blueberry  or a…

space travels

i’ll be flying through space tonight (just so you know where to find me) there are unborn stars i’ve gotta witness lime green and sparkling blue clouds i’m going to fly through dodge a satellite  while i pursue a comet i may enjoy a meteor shower and if one moon isn’t enough there are plenty…

in between evening

i’m going to tell you about the evening sky orange turned to dusty blue and last lights of the day  glow on the green  stretching into forever where commuting traffic twinkles creating a river cuts through low hills of grasses  turned golden from the summer heat i’m going to tell you about how the last…

the special effects of lunar journeys 

there’s one sure fire way to get to the moon she said to me the invisible ladder trail of blinking lights go on to a syncopated beat that only a few can feel those beats are dirty!  is what they say to me only the voices in my head call me crazy though pure spirit…

as the day passes

silent waterfall ducks swimming across the water gazing to fish  swimming deep in the depths below on the banks  a tiger watches unblinking then slowly closes his eyes and turns back to hear the whispers of the forest and the wind that rustles calmly through the trees sun on the edge of each ripple and…

night journey

rolling hills the kind that sing to you as you drive by a blanket of night that covers soft grass warm winds driftibg by whipping by  and on the road you can see the moon  high up on the sky you remember that it’s the same moon that was up above the waves that settled…