Entries By Maggie
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loom
threadbare.
thread here, thread there.
in and out, in and out.
slowly we will grow, no doubt.
thread here, thread there.
threads everywhere.
the loom finishes it’s job, but have I finished mine?
Posted By maggie On 05.10.2013 @ 6:34 pm
stories
Stories are what the old woman told. She had many, decades worth of gossip and drama. She opened he mouth and the room would fall silent. She never repeated herself, every story was something different.
Posted By Maggie On 05.07.2013 @ 7:40 am
simplify
It is important to simplify your life so that you can get the most out of it. Things don’t bring you happiness. Experience will. Let go of what holds you down. Be free.
Posted By Maggie On 05.08.2013 @ 9:50 pm
burning
The fire was burning my skin. So hot that I couldn’t breathe. gasping, I leapt from the window and landed far out on the grass. I couldn’t believe that I survived. Somehow, something had woken me up from my sleep and gotten me to safety.
Posted By maggie On 05.06.2013 @ 10:28 am
credibility
credibility.
stability.
home equity.
insanity.
anonymity.
malignity.
Posted By maggie On 05.04.2013 @ 8:15 pm
ensue
What will ensue…
when the world feels like its over?
when I can’t move on?
when the flowers don’t grow?
when the sun doesn’t shine?
Hopefully this is a day I won’t know,
a day when beauty refuses to show.
Posted By maggie On 04.30.2013 @ 7:02 pm
checkmate
Checkmate, end game, game over, give it up; it’s really over. You lost. Your life is now over. No restarts. No do overs. No extra lives upon which to rely.
Posted By Maggie On 04.24.2013 @ 10:33 am
I look across, my hope lost.
Clock is ticking, Time is flitting.
I suppose there is no hope For someone who forgot
To place her queen in the right place… checkmate.
Posted By maggie On 04.23.2013 @ 3:22 pm
metro
On the metro, I see a young man walk on. His headphones in, bumping his head to the music. All of a sudden, a man beside him erupts into a roar and throws a machete in the ceiling.
Posted By Maggie On 04.18.2013 @ 6:14 pm
creature
She’s a creature of the night. She’s comes to you in the darkness and breathes upon your ear. She sings a song of despair only you can hear. No one can answer the question she asks but you, in the darkest night.
Posted By Maggie On 04.17.2013 @ 7:09 pm
She’s a creature of the night. A goddess of darkness. She creeps upon your soul in the darkest of hours. She breathes in your ear and sings a song of despair.
Posted By Maggie On 04.17.2013 @ 7:01 pm
mumbling
always mumbling i mumbled everything my thoughts my feelings my being, a mumble hardly heard misunderstood
Posted By Maggie On 04.16.2013 @ 8:22 pm
attracted
Up in the air, So far away, Yet always to find each other.
They buzz, And with a snap, They’re together again.
Little magnets, children’s toys, Attracted by some force We can’t see.
Posted By maggie On 04.13.2013 @ 5:40 pm
anchor
we were sailing.
far, far away.
but lo and behold, a shoreline came up.
no.
there was no shore.
there couldn’t have been a shore.
but there it stood.
shoreline.
before me.
anchors down, people out.
on to the shore we go.
Posted By maggie On 04.11.2013 @ 7:34 pm
trench
in the trenches of France Joseph thought of his family how did he end up here he knew the answer the draft Joseph waited for more enemy fire and soon drifted off to sleep his feet aching
Posted By Maggie On 04.08.2013 @ 8:56 pm
vines
They’re all around, entangling, strangling, thickening. They blot out the sunlight. I sink deeper and deeper, and they close around me.
Darkness.
1..2..3..
Light.
They’re moving away.
A face appears.
Maybe I wasn’t so far gone after all.
Posted By maggie On 04.04.2013 @ 5:34 pm
bagel
new york style bagels don’t taste any different than other styles of bagels i live in massachusetts and we don’t have a certain type of bagel but our bagels are still good i think, i don’t really eat bagels all that much though i’m wondering now whether u eat bagels all that much or if u prefer other breakfast sandwiches or to not have breakfast at all you’ve got good skin so i bet u eat a hearty breakfast and get in a whole abundance of nutrients early in the day i also bet u drink a lot of water i don’t know u look very healthy i want to kiss u hard
Posted By maggie On 04.03.2013 @ 11:46 am
plague
Interesting word. At first, when I see it, I think plaque. It’s not though, it’s plague. Horrible thing, plagues. They wipe out millions of people, and you can’t even really stop them. Awful, horrible thing. But they aren’t plaques, no matter how similar the words are. Don’t know why they look the same, it’s kind of confusing. I mean, think about it: “a plaque is wiping out millions of people in Uzbekistan.” Sound weird, right? But the words are so similar….Uzbekistan. Why did I choose that country? Huh. Anyway, plagues. When I think of them, I think of the Black Plague. Cool.
Posted By Maggie On 03.30.2013 @ 4:00 pm
wheat
Endless displays, on and on and on. The golden color moves in waves, though there isn’t water for miles.
I sit there, on the side. Looking, waiting. Hoping. Maybe something will happen. Something beautiful. Something like the amber sprouts of wheat peaking out of the ground.
Posted By maggie On 03.29.2013 @ 7:57 pm
boots
I pulled on my boots, and they were caked with mud. I had enevr thought to clean them, they had never appeared wor to me. they were just as much a part of my as my hands, although I realized, now, that whose were worn too. But despite the dirt and elements, they did not lose their touch, their feeling.
Posted By Maggie On 03.23.2013 @ 6:40 pm
bricks
The bricks lay around, on the street. Creating new piles, from piles that once were. They had been sturdy, sure, together. Now falling nonchalantly. Ever falling. Moving into a position forever considered the rubble and ruins of a war.
Posted By maggie On 03.23.2013 @ 9:45 am
Bricks began stacking up. I didn’t know what they were building, but before I knew, they had piled up. A building was there, before me. And a door opened. A new chance. So I walked in. And ever since, I’ve kept moving, never stopping, never forgetting the bricks tha
Posted By maggie On 03.22.2013 @ 8:47 pm
beware
Have you ever met that one person that you click with instantly, and you’re so excited about it and everything seems so perfect and lovely that you just want to basque in their glory forever? And then you tell your friends about them, or anyone who will listen really, and they say “beware”. “don’t go there, they’ll only hurt you” “we know” “trust us”. At the time I thought, and why should I? Why should I be careful. They’ve changed. They’re a different person. They’re not the person you knew. I let myself get attached and only ended up being hurt and alone. I should have heeded their warning and stayed clear.
Posted By Maggie On 03.20.2013 @ 9:23 pm
cave
we sit in the dark cold cave thinking about everything.. when will we get out of here i wonder, i just want to go home
Posted By Maggie On 02.24.2013 @ 10:59 am
we sit in the dark cold cave thinking about everything.. when will we get out of hear i wonder, i just want to go home
Posted By Maggie On 02.24.2013 @ 10:59 am
grasped
when someone is dramatically grabbing onto something. maybe someone. or maybe they are just grasping a concept or some sort of unfathomable idea. bad news maybe. something that hasnt been clear to them until one distinct event or sentence was said to make it all finally make sense
Posted By Maggie On 02.19.2013 @ 12:28 pm
think
If i think about you then i feel sad all over again. I was standing in the rain and as the water dripped all over my uncovered head i could not help but think of the time you drapped a huge overcoat over me as you got soaked and then kissed me so sweetly before you walked back to your apartment. and i cried, i cried more than i ever have in public. you were such a gentleman, not even asking to come up and i felt like a lady. but you had ulterior motives that night and were not just acting on your charm. you didnt call for days on end which was not like you. i walked past your apartment by accident and wanted to see you and perhaps tell you off. but you were not there; you had left me forever without a goodbye or note or anything. and as i looked at your lifeless body slumped in the corner and felt the stick of dried brown blood on my soles i thought of the last breakfast we had the morning of our last rainy date. you said that you would love to love me one day and if you couldn’t then that day would be your last. i thought i loved you up until that moment. i think i cried because no one was ever so honest with me, never so blunt. i do not think i love you anymore.
Posted By Maggie On 02.06.2013 @ 8:37 am
real
Oh wow. Real. What is real? It’s a hard word to define and even harder so to think about. Especially if you’re thinking about it philosophically. Which I won’t. I’m real, your real, we’re all real.
Posted By Maggie On 01.22.2013 @ 9:51 pm
speech
i dont want to use my words but i can use speech through my eyes and through my emotions or i can just talk fast and talk slow and talk long about something about you but really it’s all i can think about. i’ll talk about something that concerns me or something that i love. speech is not just talking. it isnt.
Posted By Maggie On 01.15.2013 @ 10:05 am
