Inspiration struck me today, my lovelies. I have written something new. It may not be finished, but I wanted to share it with you anyway. Enjoy! The brushstrokes of your touches still riddle my skin. Your dark scent perfumes every inch of me. I once breathed your exhalations, Wishing I could hold them inside meContinue reading “Welcoming the muse…”
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Picture this…
Welcome back to the cemetery, my lovelies! Your beloved Twisted Libra has been hard at work revamping my personal portrait gallery! It is no where near complete, but it is now back up and ready to be devoured by your eyes! Since leaving the Meta-verse for more civilized pastures, I have felt the creative sparkContinue reading “Picture this…”
Sometimes I write cute stuff…
My ongoing exodus from Meta has bolstered my creativity. Today, I poured through all the journals and notebooks lying about (my fellow writers know exactly what I’m talking about) and compiled all my unpublished poems into one collection. I had more than I realized. A new book might be closer than I thought! Anyway, oneContinue reading “Sometimes I write cute stuff…”
She’s a peculiar one…
Welcome back to the cemetery, my lovelies! The last few days have brought about quite the revelation for me as a writer. I feel I am gravitating back to my true voice. Fittingly, I have a new poem about change; about starting over. Well, sort of. See for yourselves: A chaotic canvas, yearning for change,Continue reading “She’s a peculiar one…”
Inspiration strikes…
I began writing this morning, and ended up with four small snippets of poetry. I think of them as “snippets” because they often get reworked into longer poems. Or, sometimes they work best as little snippets, and are left as such. Here, I will share one with you now: I lie in state, adorned withContinue reading “Inspiration strikes…”
A funny thing happened on the way to Virginia…
I can’t explain why or how, but I feel like this move has awakened something in me. I am inspired like never before. I am writing almost daily. I am reading as often as I can. I feel like my connection to the spooky is stronger than ever. What is this sorcery? I finally foundContinue reading “A funny thing happened on the way to Virginia…”
Bear with me…
I just can’t help myself. I want to share more from my old journal with you all. I hope you’re not bored with me already. This is fun for me. Besides, I am in the midst of relocation and my brain doesn’t have any truly profound musings to share, other than the fact that movingContinue reading “Bear with me…”
Hop into the way-back machine…
Happy Friday, my lovelies! I thought I would jump right in and share some more delicious memories from my old journal! Let’s keep things light today, shall we? No talk of the dreaded traumatic past. Just good old fashioned teen angst! First up: a poem about deep emotional desire (or as deep as I couldContinue reading “Hop into the way-back machine…”
Memory lane…
In the midst of packing for the move, I was reacquainted with my old journal. I say this is where it all began, but honestly I was writing stories and poems on any scrap of paper I could find since I was old enough to write. I have a collection of old fliers, torn envelopes,Continue reading “Memory lane…”
A little something new…
Rain down upon me With your venomous words Until I am drowning in the depth of your disdain. Then lift me from the waters With your thorn-coated embrace Claim yourself a savior, while your torment, I sustain. ©2024 by Twisted Libra Until next time…
Dancing Among the Remains 