Broken Images


So I bleed yet again, not from the slings
and sharp arrows of your thoughts but of mine,
the color of my blood is no more blue
but a dark shade of red in my brittle veins!
I know, bleeding and being burned is our lot
as poets immersed in the flame of their thoughts.
The other night I had been to the dark side too
and saw how the moon craved for the warmth of the sun;
it craved and pined just as we, human beings, might do
when the light had left vowing never to return!
There was the promised land built with my bleeding heart,
coagulating upon that dark and windless plain!
So, let my people go, I cried to the ruthless world
and took my soul to fight in a gladiators’ game!




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16 Reasons to Read your Words Aloud.

Great editing advice here. I know I do this.

Myths of the Mirror

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Most writers have learned the importance of reading their words aloud. It’s advice I heeded early on and am happy to pass along.

Writing works on myriad levels. On one level, it’s the mechanical delivery of a story, the typing of words according to rules. It’s fingers on keyboards, reams of paper and editing drafts. Beneath the surface, writing is meaning-making through narrative, tapping universal themes and archetypes that existed before man first etched his carvings into cave walls.

As an art form, writing has the ability to transport a reader into another world. We paint with words on the mind’s canvas, compose the music of language, stir smells, tastes, and tactile impressions. The goal is emotional immersion, being present in the experience.

I have an irksome sensitivity to the sounds of words, the rhythm of phrases and sentences. When I search for the right word, it’s not…

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