A Place To Write & Rest

Off & On Poetry & Descriptive writing.

[mournfulroses]

Clarice Lispector, from a letter to Fernando Sabino featured in Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector

[stillgotscars]

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to C.H. Clark written c. May 1883

[mournfulroses]

Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to David Gurewitsch featured in The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn

[jul-27]

e.

[spilledinkcreations]

Sometimes I will not write for days. Pages lay bare inside the journal. Until oneday a feeling covers me like a cloak, and I'll have to jot it down for memory.

Sometimes, I won't see friends for a time. Because my own company and family is enough. Besides, my friends have busy lifestyles, which I understand but sometimes I long for deep connections and everlasting friendships. - M

[nixscriptum]

[daily-deliciousness]

Matcha panna cotta

[oldfarmhouse]

🌻💛✨🗿𓍯Spring is in in the air

#between the seasons

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[spilledinkcreations]

I still have dreams of her. We have conversations. But they are just dreams. Just made up in my head. - M

[spilledinkcreations]

I miss the conversations that never happened.

[spilledinkcreations]

A journal is a close friend that listens to all my heart felt sorrows, without it blaming me for how I feel and my view life.

[spilledinkcreations]

I loved the sound of her laughter. It made me happy.

[oldsoulnewmoon]

the lilacs.

tangle me into the  love of your words I was stronger yesterday amidst the soft wind  and vibrations  of humming waters I was stronger yesterday sweet as the summer cascades of nightfall upon my breath and divine simplicity  I was stronger yesterday of lilacs in blowing with curl’d moons  and enchantment beneath the seas bring me home…

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[mrkmciver]

#Have Faith

[spilledinkcreations]

Golden

Brown wren birds dancing and singing to a tune

Long highway drive

Yellow golden trees

Cool crisp breeze

Red and blue Clemson rosellas,

You are everything to me

Open land

Scenic rim blue mountains in the distance

You and I listening to Angus & Julia stone

Content as can be.

- M

[spilledinkcreations]

I never got to say I'm sorry. For ignoring you or not saying hello in town. All I did was stare as you walked by. See, I made a promise to someone that i would close that door and it's been hard to keep it closed. It's hard saying goodbye and not looking back. And it's even harder when you visit in my sleep and you treat me so kind. That I feel guilty and sad when morning arrives.

- M

[spilledinkcreations]

I've been running around in circles

and I don't know where to go

I want to give up but I don't know

I think I'm like those birds God warned me not to be

Flying in loops, confused on where to go

I'm lost & hurting

Please save me

My feet don't run to you when I need somewhere to be

and I don't know what to do anymore

But fly in circles and loops trying to find a way out of this cycle

- M