Welcome To My Secret Spot


Ok, so it's not so secret--but it should be Top Secret Classified information-because I'm taking you through the dark, craggy, crevices of my dirty mind-sharing with you the sweet and the sordid thoughts, dreams, and stories that play themselves out in my head( and occasionally in real life). Sit back and relax--forget about the day's troubles and join my journey of debauchery. This blog is not for the kiddies, so if you are under the age of 18-be gone.

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Monday, June 28, 2010

Write? Riiiigghhht...

Hello Frisky Notebook long time, not much writing. Sorry. Admittedly, my focus has been overwhelmingly divided in recent months...not much time to sit alone with my thoughts and put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) and let my innermost expression flow.

I need to flow.

When I go this long without writing, I feel bloated. Bloated with words that not too quietly insist on their creation...their birth a well strung together verse, celebrated with a re-read and a satisfied smile of accomplishment--but their death comes when they don't get written, when there are too many words piled on top of each other and to just relieve the bloating, all I can do is vomit nonsense, corpses of once alive and flourishing words onto the page.

I've made a commitment to myself to start dedicating more time to my writing. It may take me a little while to get back to that point where all I want to do is write, but you, dear Frisky Notebook, have my word that I am stepping up my efforts. There will be more frequent posts here in the coming months than there has been in previous months, it may not all be wondrously post worthy since I've gotten a little rusty and I need to find that perfect but sometimes elusive creative space in my mind, so please bear with me-sometimes you gotta dig past shit to reach gold...but stay tuned!

There's more to come. Much, much more.


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Sunday, June 27, 2010

Beneath The Moon


Beneath heaven's vast display of night-time beauty,
I am captured by star kissed eyes
the color of a Spring-time woodland.
They speak to me of a growing hunger,
Ecstasy encased in a sweet soft kiss,
Summer grass caressing your fragile skin
'I need you' murmured with desire
Bodies touch and worlds collide
Bringing to fruition galaxies of emotion
Enticed into daring adventures,
as love play takes hold.
Hands grasped together,
to hang on to reality.
Lips blushed and swollen,
as pleasure is taken in full
Beneath a voyeuristic moon.

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