breaking and mending are the journey
Will you be brave enough to let go of the old so you can welcome the new? Will you close up this volume completely and leave the dead characters where they lay or will you resurrect them as another sequel that is exactly like the original but with flashier costumes?
Sometimes you find and read a quote that feels so deeply like it came from within your soul that you swear whomever wrote it was channeling you. New series: to quote my soul There may sometimes be an explanation, sometimes not. I'm a mess. I was really sick and I nearly died. And they just... Continue Reading →
Like a pebble tossed into a pond, thus the ripples have begun to move from the epicenter outward reaching ev'ry corner... Tanka
As if my marrow... Confusion in faint light Burns bright And I’m realizing I’m so lost… Trying to find Me. a.l.c — Read more on pouringtruth.wordpress.com/2019/08/20/flicker/
Someday, hopefully soon, will be my day one without a hospital on the horizon. Today is Day One of the rest of my life Starting over Free to do things differently More whole today Than I’ve ever been before © 2020 Jason A. Muckley Read more on jasonamuckley.com/2020/01/22/day-one-poetry-inspiration-journey/
I feel this so deeply. Unsurprisingly, I feel a lot of what this Jason writes but when you read a poem and it feels as if it was drawn from your very bones? That's poetry. I can't say this better than he did. What you’re asking for requires trust, which you’ve betrayed time after time…... Continue Reading →
I miss my friends, the words, as well... I miss when writing came easy, When words flowed from my veins, Falling into perfect lines, Flowing into flawless sounds. I miss when mind and body would meet, When I could write as fast as my thoughts, Pouring blues and reds to purple, Painting pictures using only... Continue Reading →
I just can't. This man is writing my soul. That is all. the path through laid out before me I only have to take the next step © 2020 Jason A. Muckley Read more on jasonamuckley.com/2020/01/20/the-path-through-journey-poetry/
I am sick with the kind of midwinter superbug that was likely brought to me by someone who spends too much time in airports and surrounded by worldwide travelers or by some small human whose parents do not ascribe to the common sense of keeping a sick child at home when they are still contagious.... Continue Reading →
At some point in the last few days I took a drive and, as I always do, I was blasting my music with the windows down, only instead of one of my playlists, my iTunes radio station was playing. Most of the songs are, of course, songs I own or have downloaded, but on occasion... Continue Reading →
the kintsukuroi life 