Its always just
'almost'
with us.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
My words are wings. A writer's sword is her pen, or perhaps in my case this space. To sharpen my sword, I share with you my random writings, as an insight into my ink-stained soul. Here I'm the Girl With The Ink-Stained Soul. I hope what I scribe changes your mind; spilled ink, while messy, can be a masterpiece in the making.
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Friday, May 16, 2014
Sunday, April 27, 2014
The Career You Qualify For [Six Word Story]
Heartbreakers destroy
from the inside out.
(c) 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
from the inside out.
(c) 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
Saturday, March 29, 2014
You're Eons Away [Six Word Story]
I find galaxies
in your gaze.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
in your gaze.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
Labels:
poem,
poetry,
prose,
six word story,
spilled ink,
writing
Success By Support [Haiku]
I'm too tired to keep going.
Tell me, 'You've got this; don't quit.'
Maybe then I'll survive.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
Tell me, 'You've got this; don't quit.'
Maybe then I'll survive.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
Labels:
creative writing,
haiku,
poem,
poetry,
spilled ink,
writing
Friday, March 28, 2014
And Heartbeats [Six Word Story]
Our distance's between
thunder and lightning.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
thunder and lightning.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Shooting Star Syndrome [Poetry]
If my life is this big black sky
You're just a simple shooting star;
Fleeting, bright at first sight
But ultimately fading,
Completely out of light.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
You're just a simple shooting star;
Fleeting, bright at first sight
But ultimately fading,
Completely out of light.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
Labels:
creative writing,
poem,
poetry,
spilled ink,
stars,
writing
Saturday, March 15, 2014
To Breathe Again [Poetry]
Teach me how to be strong.
How to breathe again.
I'm not sure my lungs know how to filter in and out air anymore.
The process is just too tedious.
Isn't this what CPR is for?
Maybe I need you to breathe life back into me,
before my lungs can manage on their own.
Maybe, finally, when our lips meet,
maybe then I won't feel so alone.
Its Trial and Error [Six Word Story]
Falling in love
isn't a mistake.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
isn't a mistake.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
Labels:
creative writing,
love,
poem,
poetry,
prose,
six word story,
spilled ink,
writing
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Lightning Celebrates Lovers [Haiku]
“Someone once told me
That the thunder echoes heartbeats.Love must be a storm.”
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
That the thunder echoes heartbeats.Love must be a storm.”
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
Labels:
creative writing,
haiku,
love,
poem,
poetry,
spilled ink,
storm,
writing
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