Moving Forward

I never thought something so seemingly easy, could be so difficult. Life goes on, whether you believe you want it to or not, daily routines change and some remain the same. Possessions shift, diminish and grow, like the waxing and waning of the moon, yet it’s something inside that remains the same, grows stagnant and

Divine Intervention

Out of nowhere came this urgent need to reconnect with him. It had been several years but took only minutes before his voice was in my ear and he was damning me for reaching out again. I’d found him in limbo, which wasn’t actually surprising, he’d already done his stint in India, studying with the

A L W A Y S

  

CONSENTUAL SEX

For the Motherfuckers force-fed me tea at a party 28 years ago. You know who you are . . .  If you’re still struggling, just imagine instead of initiating sex, you’re making them a cup of tea. You say, “Hey, would you like a cup of tea?” and they respond, “OMG, I would fucking LOVE

Finding Courage

Gifted wings wrapped up tight Hidden away out of sight Little bird broken and lonely Chained by misery burden so heavy Take those wings learn their power Why they were given how to use them Look to the sky spread them wide Take a deep breath have faith in your flight ©2013 jillie Jillterry.com

Don’t count me out ~

Sleep comes less easily As time approaches Worries set in Fear becomes Something entirely Different So many things I would take back I would change Already happened Already too late As I come to the end Of this neverending chapter I know how I want it to end But my wants no longer Seem to

HOPE DOESN’T FLOAT…IT SOARS

Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly… ~Unknown The day dawned Bright and new Sunlight streaming Warm breeze wafting Pulling me from sleep A magickal slumber Awakening at last To a brand new world Strange and foreign Yet somehow seemingly familiar Where my first thoughts Were not of another

PAST THE POINT

Past the point Of no return She frantically searched The looking glass Seeing visions and images That weren’t really there A multitude of words Being backwards truths Wondering always If anyone knew Or even cared How she really felt She dropped the looking glass Shattering to the ground Catching sight of Alice The chase was

Bottom Rung

He could have taken her to the Grande Palace Resort, but chose a seedy hotel on the waterfront, within walking distance of the Pier; for it lent an air of noir to the affair, that mixed well with her fatalistic attitude of their coupling. Though he hated when she spoke in “after the fact” tense,