Hello, I am Iola and I am an addict A word addict. Everyday I wake up and have to write, read, and consume words with caffeine. I cannot and will not ever stop. Words hold power, words we speak, write, dwell on, without words we would not be. They are the one addiction I will… Continue reading My Addiction~
My writing muscles are weak Aching in my sleep Looking glass Sparkles never last Bubbles pop flat dreams turn colorless Rhythm missing dirge seeps up from the past in an empty glass appearing real these fantasies turn Were you here? Never can I say I didn’t try to remind myself not to cry As Shakespeare… Continue reading Five Minute Poetry ~Disjointed~
Today is …name that poem day!!! Yay…please leave a comment with the title for the poem below the picture and how long you think it took me to write it. It’s Friday…fun day…glad it’s not a Monday 🙂 We grow We change We remain the same All of our yesterday’s go up In flames Tomorrow… Continue reading your title goes here….
It sits there in the back, Crowding out love and joy Reminding you what you had all you’ve lost what could have been but never was There it waits hidden beneath a memory burns to the touch a blink of an eye, hopes turn to ash, cold and dry, the past, you should be free… Continue reading
Writing poetry is personal and it is healing. My belief is that it does not have to be great or universal but it certainly should be your own truth. I started writing really bad poetry around the age of twelve. Writing and reading enabled me to work through the trauma, abuse, abandonment and I am… Continue reading My love of Poetry
Twenty below snow California dreamin’ mind Minnesota life
Today is a great day, The perfect one in every way, An exceptional day to Let go of anger held deep in the fold’s Of our minds Giving permission To judge To hate To spew debate Today will never be more right To relinquish the fight To be the single light It only takes one… Continue reading Today is…