Pain in my back
Constant, aching, dull
Sometimes bearable
Most times not
I stretch
I apply heat
I apply cold
The pain is still there
I lay on my back
I lay on my side
The pain is still there
Constant, aching, dull
I tell it to go away
Yet it stays.
The pain is still there
Constant, aching, dull
©C.Andreas
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Little Box
She touched the little box in her pocket and smiled as she thought of him.
"You're everything to me. Here, keep this with you to remind me of you. Janina, I love you and I always will." She looked at him with tears streaming down her face.
"Don't leave me, Darius. I don't want you go!" He held her, and kissed her gently.
"Trust me, I don't want to go. But I have to, for us so we can live a better life."
*CLANG*
Janina is brought back to reality as someone dropped a pan on the floor. After her long shift at a local fast-food place, she trudges to her tiny apartment in the rain. It's been 3 months since Darius had left her to join the army. They weren't married yet, so she couldn't come with him, and he was all the way on the other side of the country. A pain in the wallet to get to. He gave her a tiny box, in the shape of a heart with her favorite blue jewels on it. Inside was a picture of them on their one year anniversary. She took it everywhere.
©C.Andreas
creativewritingprompts.com #121
"You're everything to me. Here, keep this with you to remind me of you. Janina, I love you and I always will." She looked at him with tears streaming down her face.
"Don't leave me, Darius. I don't want you go!" He held her, and kissed her gently.
"Trust me, I don't want to go. But I have to, for us so we can live a better life."
*CLANG*
Janina is brought back to reality as someone dropped a pan on the floor. After her long shift at a local fast-food place, she trudges to her tiny apartment in the rain. It's been 3 months since Darius had left her to join the army. They weren't married yet, so she couldn't come with him, and he was all the way on the other side of the country. A pain in the wallet to get to. He gave her a tiny box, in the shape of a heart with her favorite blue jewels on it. Inside was a picture of them on their one year anniversary. She took it everywhere.
©C.Andreas
creativewritingprompts.com #121
Sunday, January 20, 2013
12 Things To Do When There Is No Power
- Read
- Play board games
- Stargaze
- Have a picnic outside
- Write something
- Draw something
- Make love
- Paint my nails
- Go for a walk
- Go to a park
- Have a sword fight
- Have a pillow fight
©C.Andreas
"Electricity is a recent discovery. List 12 things to do when there's no power."
creativewritingprompts.com #7
Shattered by a cat
I'm sitting here.
Cold, but sweating.
Waiting, just waiting.
The cat jumps on the table;
Licking me.
Licking me so fiercely;
I fall.
Now I am in pieces.
Shattered by a cat.
©C.Andreas
"Write from the point of view of a glass on the edge of a table"
Cold, but sweating.
Waiting, just waiting.
The cat jumps on the table;
Licking me.
Licking me so fiercely;
I fall.
Now I am in pieces.
Shattered by a cat.
©C.Andreas
"Write from the point of view of a glass on the edge of a table"
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Real?
It seems like a dream now.
Was it ever real?
The feelings of dread,
The panic.
How could it be real?
But yes, it was.
It was real.
The feelings were real.
The panic was real.
I wish it was not true,
But alas it is.
Stuck in my memory
Forever and ever.
©C.Andreas
Was it ever real?
The feelings of dread,
The panic.
How could it be real?
But yes, it was.
It was real.
The feelings were real.
The panic was real.
I wish it was not true,
But alas it is.
Stuck in my memory
Forever and ever.
©C.Andreas
Goals
You are my everything.
My motivation.
What kept me sane
In those terrifying hours.
Getting home was
My only goal
Getting into your arms
Being safe again
I could cry then
Now I just need
To get to you
To be safe again
©C.Andreas
My motivation.
What kept me sane
In those terrifying hours.
Getting home was
My only goal
Getting into your arms
Being safe again
I could cry then
Now I just need
To get to you
To be safe again
©C.Andreas
Friday, November 2, 2012
Nothing is right.
A dream.
A terrible dream.
Everything is wrong.
Nothing is right.
I can't see you.
I can't hear you.
I panic.
Nothing is right.
The cries of little children,
Of scared women
I freeze.
Nothing is right.
This is not a dream.
I can't see you.
I can't hear you.
Nothing is right.
I just want to be home.
In your arms.
But I am here.
Nothing is right.
©C.Andreas
A terrible dream.
Everything is wrong.
Nothing is right.
I can't see you.
I can't hear you.
I panic.
Nothing is right.
The cries of little children,
Of scared women
I freeze.
Nothing is right.
This is not a dream.
I can't see you.
I can't hear you.
Nothing is right.
I just want to be home.
In your arms.
But I am here.
Nothing is right.
©C.Andreas
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