Personal Poetry

Just a person, who likes to write, talking about stuff I like to think about.

[thewritingkrone]

Question,

If you had a lightning dragon trapped (with a copper lightning rod to hold it in place and a rubber net to neutralize it) what would you do with it?

Help I’m stuck! 😂

[thewritingkrone]

Alone for the first time in a while

Its fuckin weird….

Why is my house so…..

Quiet

[thewritingkrone]

When I say I wanna go out this is what I mean!

[socialmaya]

[thewritingkrone]

Oh my god I hate friends.. I hate the memes, I hate the show, I hate the characters! I hate that I can never get away from their stupidity!!! Why do people think they are so great??

[thewritingkrone]

I’ve been off tumblr for a bit. It’s nice to come back and see that basically nothing has changed.

Stay classy tumblr!

Also I highly doubt anyone will see this, so it’s mostly just for my records…

[thewritingkrone]

Sometimes life is like a leaned over mailbox, something that happens by accident one snowy morning…

[thewritingkrone]

I’m sad.

A deep down in my bones kind of sad.

It tugs at my heart making it heavy

And it pulls on my mouth making me frown.

I want to be happy.

To feel light again.

For some reason I’m unable.

I’m trapped inside again.

In my head all the things that could go wrong

Swirl and dance with shadow and doubt.

Why does it rest so heavy

The sadness inside my head?

[thewritingkrone]

Sitting here thinking about my self and I had a bit of a revelation.

I am an Artist.

I write, draw, dance and create.

I’ve never thought of myself in that light. I see so many people who are SO much better than me at all of those things and I think of them as Artists.

It doesn’t make me any less of one though. In fact I think all people are artists. As long as you enjoy the making you are an artist!

So with that, go and create my fellow Artists! (Everyone!)

[thewritingkrone]

Bears and Eagles and Trout oh my!

[thewritingkrone]

In the short and the long

We get the best of things

In the medium and the small

You will find it all

The good comes day by day

The bad arrived packed to stay

Try your hardest to root it out

It hangs around like bad gout.

[thewritingkrone]

You could make friends in an empty room

Yet you still want nothing to do with me.

I too have friends

It’s a pity I never talk to them.

Maybe if I had a stronger voice

They’d hear me over the ruckus

Of you

[thewritingkrone]

The family really liked this one. I think I am improving for sure.

[thewritingkrone]

It’s been coming

A long time now

I’ve seen it on the horizon

Looming dangerously

When civil freedom hits

An all time low

When ever word that’s said

Is taken as a blow

We’re all walking on eggshells

Our feet a bloody mess

Here come the time

Of civil unrest.

[thewritingkrone]

5:55 pm: *sips coffee* every thing is fine here

[thewritingkrone]

Today I feel some sort of way

[thewritingkrone]

Some boats in watercolor. I’m not good but I do it with my kids and that’s what makes it awesome :)

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Cardinal

[thewritingkrone]

Why do you quit

You haven’t even started

It’s more than I’ll admit

I’m sick and exausted

We go round and round

The wheel keeps turning

It’s it ever going to be enough

To fill up their yearning

@thewritingkrone