Tag: writing

I must be in a mood…

I have no idea, really, what the hell this is.  I must have been possessed by my darker side, but it does have a happy ending, kind of…you’ll see. 😉

It was a tragic kind of love,
poetic…forlorn,
fragmented memories,
from a long time ago.
His voice,
like a stinging wind
stealing my breath,
as I tremble in fear.
He strikes,
with forked tongue
jabbing my heart,
and furious fists
crack cartilage and bone,
then a light,
A blinding yet brilliant light,
fills me with warmth,
as I start to drift home,
to Eternity,
where I belong.
No need to shed a tear for me.
I’m safe now.
I’m free.

 

A Bit of Dialogue…

“You know, you should try connecting with someone once in awhile.” Rachel said snatching the cell phone from her friend’s hand.

“I do connect,” Angela replied, trying to take it back.  “As a matter of fact, I’m connecting tonight, with Rob.”

“I’m talking about connections forged outside a bedroom.”

“Sometimes people have itches that need to be scratched.  Rob is good looking, he has a great body, it doesn’t matter if he thinks two plus two equals five, I’m not interested in conversation.”

Rachel smirked and shook her head.  “You are a dog, you know that, right?”

“Yes, a bitch to be precise, or so I’ve been told on more than a few occasions, but I can assure you, it has nothing to do with the fact it’s my favorite position.”