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Truths Left Unspoken
“Truths Left Unspoken”, Rhythmic Poetry, 9-27-16 Many secrets lead me astray. Why do I want to run away? I have all I’ve ever wanted. So what’s missing? I’m still haunted. Hidden by truths left unspoken, There is part of me that’s broken. Be content with medication Or a much-needed vacation. When there is too much stress to face, I want to leave this unsafe place. -Brandi Easterling Collins
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What am I doing?
Right now I am playing the waiting game with Caroline’s Lighthouse. I received word today that the manuscript has passed the initial review process. It is with Archway Publishing undergoing content review and I expect to hear back within one month. Basically, they are checking for copyright violations, hate crime depiction or evidence of plagiarism. Since I have done none of those things, I am not worried. While I am not worried about those things, I am worried about some blatant error that I might have missed in the manuscript. Waiting is difficult because I am not a very patient person. In the meantime, I am working on my next novel,…
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Coward
“Coward” Iambic Pentameter-Metrical Poetry Workshop 2002 Her bright safe haven should be haunted but Warm sun breaks through the cold attic window And over her bruised face onto the stairs. Her best friend, though not real, once lived there with The ghosts and dreams she had not yet foreseen. No one knows she hides there—those steps of loss. The hurt is fresh with agony, anger. His cowardly grace keeps her awake nights. She cries and thinks he could not have hurt her. Not again, she thought she’d be happy then. Disclaimer: I loathe writing metrical poetry. I did the best I could, but wasn’t really happy with anything I wrote…
