• JDwrites commented on the post, ghosts 2 years ago

    Ghosts everywhere and my eyes aren’t even open. Ghosts of pasts husbands, ghosts of past lovers, ghosts of past dreams. What do you do when doubts and “what ifs” start staggering through your brain like a drunk on the beach kicking memories around like sand in the wind? I think. I wonder what if i zigged here instead of zagged? What if I feel flat…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, towers 3 years ago

    I saw an old music videos with the towers still standing. A friend pointed them out to me… his words echoing a phrase I heard on the radio the morning they fell. Memories rushed at me. Not knowing where my husband was, my brother. Were they there? Couldn’t get a line out to either via cell. My dad called me at work and told me my brother was…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, nourish 3 years, 1 month ago

    I have been hoping to find someone who nourishes me. I left thinking there might be someone out there, and I have met someone… but when people are accustomed to caring for themselves… they don’t really let other people in.

    As much as it bothers me that I haven’t been able to get close to anyone without hitting that border, I think that’s…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, cursed 4 years, 4 months ago

    Sometimes I think I’m cursed. I find myself falling in love, opening myself up to someone, reaching for a connection. To finally connect with someone at last, it’s like a fireworks show. Brilliant and dazzling, with loud noises and pretty lights, music playing to pull it all together like a reality movie with two hearts as the stars and one of…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, flattened 4 years, 8 months ago

    I was flattened when I realized, I was done. It’s time to leave. When I look ahead, I realize I have no desire to see myself here in this place with him ever again. I see waste, desolation, emptiness in every part of our lives together. There is no future in emptiness, and I have no desire to even try to fill it again with hope, because we’ve been…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, instigator 5 years ago

    I constantly find myself in the watchtower surrounded by them all. Trying to get a better view of the horizon, I perch up higher as if tiptoes might make the final inch even better. I’m at a loss at the moment. The view ahead was delightful, perfect, the sunlight in my day piercing the clouds and clearing the rain… then suddenly it all went…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, cake 5 years ago

    I thought I found the proverbial cake. One meant especially for me, made of all my dreams and hopes there and perfect. I thought that’s what was printed on the tie I selected, beautiful celebratory cakes honoring something I found with him and the future excited me. My whole world had shifted. I was pushing through my sentimental heart at last to…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, sultry 5 years ago

    I knock on his door and wait for his sultry voice from the other side. “It’s me.” The door opens and his surprised face greets me. He looks at me like I am a ghost, as if I could not possibly be before him. I step forward and he backs away. The door closes behind me, untouched. The music begins, and he steps back falling onto couch, watching me.…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, artwork 5 years ago

    I hid in the room surrounded by my artwork. It was my bastion of safety, my walls from the outside world threatening to consume me. Only hours ago, my mind was adrift in the clouds with daydreams and words and sweet hellos. To hear a smile, to feel the elation of a soft sound, that intake of breath, a barely whispered moan and let it waft over me…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, framework 5 years ago

    The framework was unusual. So was the substance it was made of. The creamy white rope was stiff and strong, but smooth. It connected with barely any seams, but the patterns seemed lacelike, despite it’s enormous size. I only wondered briefly what created it, but the sticky feel along the edges of the structure increased heavily if you ran your…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, latitude 5 years ago

    A friendly get together, a reunion of family between selected generations recalling snippets of adventures past. Simple days ending in mischief and laughter whose moments were immediately recognized as seconds to relive and retell before the hand on the clock clicked forward again. There were smiles and surprises and the occasional unknown fact to…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, backtrack 5 years, 1 month ago

    I had to backtrack in my own mind. Where was I going with this, what was I doing. But I had no desire to change my course. No need too. It was too delightful to feel again, have that electric charge in my heart, my laugh, my smile surging through me when I saw his face and heard his voice. I do enough thinking and rethinking… time to just…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, airport 5 years, 1 month ago

    Tomorrow he comes home, and I’ll be there at the airport to pick him up. Odd sensation to be apart for so long, and yet, I’m not a crumbling mess. Much the contrary. The last month has been an eyeopener to how comfortable I am now just being me. If I had any doubts that I could manage to live alone again, they are quite gone. The sadness I feel at…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, beforehand 5 years, 5 months ago

    My expectations were leveled before the day was out. If I had known beforehand the extent of her stress, I would have tried to drag her out to play. All isn’t lost now that the holidays are over. Without all these other things crowding her mind and time, my plan was simple. Some time to draw, create, glue, or paste. An afternoon at our favorite…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, quest 5 years, 5 months ago

    Quest… Johnny Quest, cool show. An adventure, mystery, challenge, shopping trip for the perfect gift, painting experiment, art mission, book plot.

  • JDwrites commented on the post, derailed 5 years, 6 months ago

    I was derailed by yet another death. Loss always comes this time of year. It is so much harder now when one longs for union and family. I let the tears flow as needed and the rest of the time, I am an actress hiding the real me from the audience watching the stage.

  • JDwrites commented on the post, standing 5 years, 6 months ago

    I was standing in the parking lot, watching. The old man before me looked so lost, so worn, so cold. The snow clung to him hungrily. His face was weathered and the flakes touching his face seemed to instantly vaporize as it contacted his skin like forbidden territory. His hair and blanket had no such powers of resistance providing an endless…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, geometric 5 years, 6 months ago

    They tumbled down from the sky in slow motion. Each flake displayed a geometric miracle of mathematics and art disguised in simple fluffs. The inquisitive eye marvels at the perfection of nature, the precision of simplicity, the elegance of a single tiny creation all boggling a seeking mind with awe in miniscule sculptures.

  • JDwrites commented on the post, stencil 5 years, 6 months ago

    I laid the flat manilla stencil on the table and continued shaking the paint can. The sound of the tiny metal ball bouncing inside the can echoed with a soft rhythm. I sprayed the shimmery multicolored glitter in sweeping strokes with the top depressed. Each swoosh left a trail of sparkling color. With the tiny windows all filled in, I lifted the…[Read more]

  • JDwrites commented on the post, selling 5 years, 6 months ago

    He gave me his biggest smile with his friendliest voice and continue selling me his lie. I wasn’t buying. It’s easy to spot a snake-oil salesman when you recognize the pattern in his body language, his false demeanor, his forked tongue. He poured it on as thick as he could spread it, boasting his superiority as the stench of crap rose to sting my…[Read more]