Rainy Day Attitude
What do I do on a rainy day? I can tell you quite accurately, because I am experiencing one right now. Well, I normally wouldn’t try to get through the day with only three hours of sleep, but yesterday was a very important day and I came to Phoenix for my sister. Little did we know that it would rain cats and dogs and we’d almost get in a bad accident. OOPS. Well, she went to babysit a set of twins that only want their mom and dad. And here I am, sitting in a Starbucks, looking up writing prompts because I have absolutely nothing to do. Awesome. I can plan for a church event a year from now all I want, but I’m not the youth pastor, so it doesn’t really matter, does it? I love how sarcastic this writing is. I could start reading a book or something, but that doesn’t feel as productive as writing, oddly enough. If only I had a class with an assignment or something. That could help me feel like my activities matter. And now my RLS is kicking in. Perhaps I should find somewhere to take a nap? So I basically find unimportant activities to fill my time on rainy days. Supposedly it’s easy to find things to do, but I just feel useless, tired, and sick to my stomach. And I normally love rainy days! So this attitude I have is rather odd, but perhaps sleep will do wonders for me.
Shows, prompted by oneword.com
I glance past the rows in the theatre, minutes before the show will begin. And then, as if by magic, our eyes meet. Oh, sweet destiny! Lost in one another’s eyes, but too afraid to walk toward one another. Then the lights dim… we have but two hours to even find each other once more.
Doors, prompted by oneword.com
The doors all around me are locked, like for Alice. I try to push past them, but they disappear. Leaving nothing but blank walls, the lights dimming; I’ll be blind soon! Adrenaline means nothing against the concrete in front of me. Despair fills my thoughts as I think of what actions I could possibly take…
#doors #writing #alice
Truth, prompted by oneword.com
Truth is what I believe in; not to be conceited. I simply know the secret to life when others are lost in chaos. Why am I so afraid to share? Afraid to love? Thank You for allowing me to know Your all-encompassing truth and love… thank You for Your grace. May I give You glory for all the days of my life.
#truth #poetry #praise #glory #Poetry #God #amen
Make Kony Famous!
My first poem was a major success!
I am officially a semi-finalist in an international poetry competition. What an honor! My poem will be published in a book as soon as I proof-read and send back my poem. I can include personal information but it costs additional money that I do not have. Oh well, I am so excited! Thank you for reading my post, beautiful followers and readers; this is just incredible. :)
#poetry #success #contest #writing #blessing #books
Checking a book off of your “must-read” list.
It’s a little disapppointing. Finishing a book you’ve planned on reading for a long time. You start thinking, “Now what do I read?”
I just finished reading The Great Gatsby this evening. I almost feel a little empty and lost, because I’ve wanted to read it for at least a year. While it was an entirely different experience than I expected, I felt accomplished; then I realized that the story is done and the goal has vanished.
#books #The Great Gatsby #disappointment #regret #reading
The Poetic Heart
Unfortunately, I am not eloquent. Other writers can take a simple phrase and create a measure of music, a melody for all to understand. I stumble while they glide; crawl while they fly. Practice seems to help anyone improve, but talent is born into a person. Creativity delights my soul yet I cannot find much in my own mind. Perhaps my own doubt bests me but these thoughts have troubled me often. Oh well, for my insecurities should leave me soon.
#poetry #prose #melody #creativity #doubt
My name is Megan and I recently became an English major. This is my sort of stumbling as I improve my writing. I hope you enjoy. :)
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