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So I wrote a Second Book.. on accident. :)
First, massive apologies for my absence. Been battling the flu which has run rampant in my neck of the bayou. Anyway, so for Christmas for the second time in my life one of my dear friends surpri...
Tonight Changed My Life
This is not going to be an assortment of fanciful words strung together in any sense of melody or flow. This is not going to be about perfection and the artistry of placement and how that impacts...
"Prayer For A Miracle"
And sometimes the inspiration comes from the very center of our greatest fears and the suffocating insecurity that burns the best bridges and closes the brightest of roads.. “Prayer For A Miracle...
I'm a fucking ruin
Take the blade and bury it deep Draw the lines and drag it across Slowly and deliberate Make sure you bleed hard Let the tide flow Let it breathe And I find my fingers Around this scalpel They c...
No Pretty Words
There are no words from the lips of angels. There are no words that sing splendid in a symphony of the beauty of life. The beauty of you. The beauty of me. There are no words that I find today th...
Goodbye
And sometimes the inspiration comes from a year of crippling pain, of unexpected gain, and of having to say the one thing you never want to.. again and again.. “Goodbye” I’m scrawling on dirty wi...
Nonsense
Speak to me with your prism of justice, stare long into my hardened eyes, and speak to me of the motives of madness. Speak to me of darkness. Speak to me of your child’s lies. There is no warrant...
My Kind
The world does not revolve around you. No matter how much you want it, well. You are not my kind. . http://www.daynamanning.com/track/730201/my-kind?feature_id=155071
Meandering Late Night Thoughts, Crappy Poetry
Rambling Man I wrote a poem for the first time ever this morning on my phone. I woke up sometime after 8am, after a late night, and I wanted desperately to go back to sleep. I wanted that so much...
Time and Thoughts (Important.)
Time and Thoughts I wrote this entry long ago. I do not wish to revisit my words, because honestly, I rarely care for them. However, this probably needs to be said with space and distance having ...
Swirl With Me (Audio)
Swirl With Me (Audio File) And sometimes the inspiration comes from not the urge to write, but the need to do so and feel so alive… “Swirl With Me” Swirl with me, darling. Won’t you dance to me ...
"Moonlight (Every Night)" ... Video of me included.
And sometimes the inspiration comes from the magic of the moment, and the soft light of night.. “Moonlight (Every Night)” Tell me, Sunrise, Are you forever going to be, The very first thought, Th...
Would You Rather (Game Time! Join in!)
Totally stole this from greengrapes.. Many of you enjoyed the lack of poetry (glare..lol) and the questions and answers entry since you got to get to know me and see a bit of my personality. Figu...
You had Questions. I got Answers! Q&A :)
The Question Game! So here are the first set of much delayed answers. My apologies. Life got in the way. So enjoy the Q&A I started months ago! And.. we’re off! Are you the type of person tha...
The Great Escape
And sometimes the inspiration comes from sailing through your thoughts without aim.. “The Great Escape” Have you ever broken a heart with just a name? Gathered it within your failing fingers, and...
I wrote a song?! I did! Click to hear it! :)
So what writer doesn’t want to write a song? Over the years, oh and by the way the answer was every writer does, I have been read by people and asked on quite a number of occasions if they could ...
The Artful Assassin
Edited: Sorry! I meant to make this (draft I saved wrong) into “The Artful Assasin” to show the two favorite poems of mine inspired by the same person. The new poem is at the bottom of the entry....
Happy Birthday, Mom. . . "Lasting Inscription"
Happy Birthday, mom. Today you would have been 71. I am beyond words blessed to have another angel smiling down upon me. Lord knows I could use another! In your honor, I’ve struggled to find the ...
My mom died.
My mother died a week ago today. I haven’t been able to write about it. I haven’t really been able to talk about it. Not much. And yet, here I am. It’s going to get better. It has to, right? The ...
There is something so very insufferable about this journey. I feel lost in ways I have not felt since I was a young child in a department store hearing my name broadcasting over the crackling sp...
Father's Day
Not sure what to write here. I’ve felt conflicted in a lot of ways. Many respect, really, about how I feel each time this day rolls around. It’s always been so closely linked to my birthday that ...
You are an addiction. (Sarah)
Edit For Funny Cute moment not worth an actual entry. Went to the doctor’s today, and once I got my scripts I went to the pharmacy to get them filled. They moved lightning fast, and I’m happily w...
A Force of Nature. My mom is dying.
And sometimes the inspiration comes from every curve of your lips, and those delightful hips, that hold me in sway.. “A Force of Nature” I feel your heat I sense the beat Of your lollipop-style l...
The Question Game. Come play!
EDIT: Okay, so, I think I want to modify this thing. Ask me a question. Anything. I’ll answer it honestly. And you don’t have to answer my nonsense if I return a question to you. Also, I’ve got s...
True Love
Have you ever experienced true love? A love so unshakable, so unbreakable, and so inconceivable that despite each person’s best efforts to destroy it, deny it, and expire it not only does it live...
Book Description
These were entries from my over 13 years of writing on OpenDiary. They are either parts of who I am as a person, or just as likely pieces of my past. Pieces of me, all of it. Because I know not how to be anything else.
