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Embers in Transition – A poem

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BurningPassion Embers in Transition ~

My nature has always been as bright embers…

clumped,  low and smoldering

always smoldering within me.

Never roaring, never a  conflagration

never wanting to burn bright,

to consume and conquer.

A fearful ball of flame, apprehensive

of overreaching its borders,

Self constrained and wrapped tight.

Hidden and held down.

I’m burning up.

layer by slow layer from the inside.

I need to let it trickle out

and let the air in.

Feed it,

give it what it wants….

So it can truly burn like

it has always wished

it could

From without.

by Philip Wardlow 2014

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Punching Water – A poem

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Punching Water –

If I had to describe  what  life was like

I would say it’s like punching water.

I flail with fists at this simple concoction of

wondrous matter with wild abandon.

Yet it feels no pain,  no emotion

Bruised knuckles connect to its surface

breaking the stream,

It simply cascades around my skin.

Surface tension,  caused by its bi-polar nature

reforms the flow after my useless flinging

of flesh has ceased.

My presence barely felt.

Strength is spent, muscles on fire,

breathing labored

I give up the fight

and  cup my hands to take a drink.

by Philip Wardlow 2014

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Uncurling Brightness – A Poem

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Uncurling Brightness –

She may call herself invisible.

But I see her.

Melancholy eyes with a reflective inquisitive smile

for those that deserve it.

Hands that wish to touch,

and be touched.

Lips that wish to kiss

and be cherished.

Silent resolve,

and practiced patience

bundled in a cocoon

of courage that never

leaves any doubt.

Only a fool would fail to love

her.

Only a fool would see

her as a fading spiral,

while I only see

an uncurling brightness.

by Philip Wardlow 2014

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Kava Writers Collective – My Writing Group

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Meet Kava Writers Collective!

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Approximately a year ago I joined a writing group in my local area to better hone my skills as a writer and to feel not so alone in my desperation to want to be a writer….misery loves company…write? (I mean right?)

I kid actually…I think we all have potential in our own separate goals to want to be writers. Actually the founding member of the group, who goes by the  name of Susie,  who we all hail as the Supreme Dictator (I mean Leader) of the group was published  and is soon to be published again in March I believe on her second book and who is already hard at work on her third. She’s a powerhouse of wordum and knows her stuff…she’s definitely got the chops.

The group consists of nine people – of course people –  what did you think they were? Magical unicorns.  Shh….one actually could be….don’t tell him I said so though…we’re not to supposed to let on like we know.

Anyways, we meet every first and third Sunday of the month – weather permitting of course…dammit you  foul beast called snow that seeks to keep me from my destiny!

The group consists of five men and four women. It’s a pretty balanced group of individuals in the genre that they write to and in the way they may critique something you have written.  I love their feedback and think of them as invaluable coaches in editing and fixing what I can’t see that’s wrong sometimes with my writing.

In the last year, I feel I have grown under there honest feedback and response to my work. Besides that, they have inspired me to keep going at times when I get discouraged with setbacks that may happen in my own writing .

Their energy in their own work makes me want to push through, get the work done and be proud of a product that I can call my own.

How about you guys? Any of my followers or fellow bloggers belong to any writing groups or attend any workshops? If so, what do you get out of it?

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Whether or not….

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See Her – A Poem

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See Her –

She sits in silent reflection

staring out a window she can’t see through,

wondering at the days of

misfortune the world has heaped upon her.

“I am pretty aren’t I”, she asks

Her hips have just the right amount of flare,

Her breasts are well rounded,

her eyes are deep and mysterious as the night

is long.

She can turn a phrase and engage in interesting conversation

just as well as the  next.

So why, why, why…

Does “that guy”  not see her.

Find interest,

or get her.

Perhaps she dwells too much in the shadows

they cast and not in her own

light.

by Philip Wardlow 2014

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The Brain…my impressions..I put to paper.

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They say when you see a person in your dreams and you see their face that means you MUST have seen them in real life.

The mind will NOT make up a face. Some person’s face you ran across made an impression upon your brain whether conscious or not.

They say 25% of people dream in black and white.   Another astounding fact is that they say 75% of people used to dream in black and white prior to color movies & television appearing as a norm.

What does that mean?

Our minds are so malleable it seems. Impressionable.

I look for those impressions….I seek them out.  In place, events, experiences, but mostly people.

You see, I want my writing to be REAL. As real as I can get it. The flow and rhythm of conversation. The give and take. The voice has to be right. Else, the story is ruined for me. I have to believe the character and the situation I put them in.

Yes, it  can be a fantasy and still be believable If I make you believe in it.

So I look for scenarios…places,  strange happenstances in real life… intriguing people. They may not even know they are intriguing. But they are.   I collect them all in here  (tapping the side of my skull with my finger now)  with this, my brain and catalog them for later.

So when I write.  I go to that well , that mega filing system of characters, places, things, events, and strangeness and  pull them up and out and  plop them into the story that fits. Like with most writers , it just comes. Journaling helps somewhat. It keeps the synapses firing and the memories sharper.

But mostly I just want to jump into things lately.  Experience it.  Anything new is the best…bring it on…  skinny dipping? I’m all for it.  Dancing…sign me up… Fencing with epee (sword)…I’ll take that class…more more more… I follow some of you bloggers, I have casual acquaintances on here and some I know pretty well through following and commenting and even emailing directly.

I want my brain to mingle in your flavor…taste it and get an impression of you….it’s fun to me.  I have made some friends through all this mingling of the minds I am happy to say and hope to make more.

So don’t be surprised as that almost old saying goes…be careful or you may end up in one of my novels…:)

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Images to JUMP start that brain for NaNoWriMo !!!

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Don't be afraid to embrace a stranger....meaning the words you haven't met just yet.
Don’t be afraid to embrace a stranger….meaning the words you haven’t met just yet.

NaNoWriMo Bitches!   and I cannot yell it loud enough!  (sorry I’m channeling Jessie from Breaking Bad there)

I thought I would root through the web for you guys and  JUMP START YOUR BRAIN;  to  INSPIRE, to PUSH, ENCOURAGE,   to SLAP you awake,  or to  SHAME you to write and KEEP WRITING!

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Whatever it takes to get you to keep writing I’ll do it …so don’t be a slacker….I mean it. That means you.  Who me?  Yeah I’m talking to you.  Get off that porn site or those fuzzy little kitties playing on  YouTube.   Or those Fuzzy little kitties watching porn…WHAT?…never mind…just turn it off and get to work!

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We are already nearing the second week of the contest very soon,  that foot should still be on the gas pedal ….I don’t care if you’re  ahead of  the word count or not….no coasting BITCHES!

I pull out my Uzi and lay them low...one by one RAT TA TA TAT the words just flow...BOOM!
I pull out my Uzi and lay them low…one by one RAT TA TA TAT the words just flow…BOOM!

Like building something with Legos when you were a kid, you didn’t know what is was going to be, but that didn’t stop you.

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Words from another world During NaNoWriMo

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NaNoWriMo Contest has started for me….  ME!

I have written thousands of words…I will tell not you how much because I don’t wish to jinx it…but it’s coming,  their coming….the words….I’m pulling them from the air as the words float down… grab…grab snag…

A snowball rolling down a mountain. It’s slowly getting Bigger! This world that I am building. I hope I can control it…

It’s  getting clearer  day by day  I  think….I’m feeling the world….getting into the characters….their struggle is my struggle…I want to find their resolution…give them an adventure….make them suffer….fail…pull themselves up and make them realize the greatness that can be theirs…

Wish me LUCK!….and whoever else is participating in the contest or even writing their own story outside the contest…I wish you luck….your struggle in this endeavor is yours…remember that…at the end of the day..the story is yours…own it and finish it , give yourself the story if no one else…and most of all enjoy the experience. …:)

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No such thing as luck (good or bad)  in your endeavors…just keep plugging away at it….and it will build upon itself….