Love’s Sacrifice – part 12

On August 23, 2016August 24, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing5 Comments

I walk into darkness
away from the light.
The memory of you
once beautiful and bright,
fades with every step
taken into the night.
I am no longer
my own,
my master I must
obey.
The God’s have
forsaken me,
Hell is my home,
my debt to pay.
There is no one to
save me.
I am
alone.

This is a poem/story that came to me while driving and listening to Phil Collin’s, In the Air Tonight. Where it has seemed to take on a mind of it’s own, as with all stories, that first initial push to write furiously has slowed down. So I will post as soon as my stewing and listening to the song repeatedly give me inspiration. If you have just found this story, here is the link to Part 1. I hope you enjoy.

Part 11 <—> Part 13

Daily Prompt: Fifty

On August 22, 2016August 23, 2016 By HeidiIn Poetry3 Comments

via Daily Prompt: Fifty

Milestone
Iconic
Too many
years gone past
My mind says
No!
My body says
Oh hell yes!
It’s just a number
on the wall of life
There is still more to see
Here’s to fifty years
waiting to be.

Lost – writing prompt 2.2

On August 22, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Free Write4 Comments

Paper thin
tattered around the edges.
The straight and true
float in the breeze
unaware of dangers,
the mighty are pleased.
Misty sails
break free of the night.
The dawn brings peril,
we fight at twilight.
Bring home our sailors,
the far away plead.
Don’t leave us stranded
we beg of thee.
Days turn into nights,
the gulls take flight.
Lost and despair
What shall we do?
How will be stay alive?
Pick and choose,
who lives
who dies.
Fate wins out.
Help has arrived.

This is from a writing prompt on Writing Outside the Lines. I wasn’t sure about this poem, but it is what came to me when I saw the feather and began to write. Hope you enjoy.

To Every Up, There is a Down

On August 21, 2016 By HeidiIn Poetry3 Comments

Actions
speak louder than
words,
yet one word
cuts deeper than
the sharpest knife.
We reap the rewards
of selfless acts,
yet no deed goes
unpunished.
Love is all encompassing,
blissful
full of joy,
yet at the same time
love can
destroy.
To every up
there is a
down.
The decision is yours
which to choose
to dwell on.

Love’s Sacrifice – part 11

On August 21, 2016August 24, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry6 Comments

Foolish child
you play a game
you have no hope
of winning.
I will own you.
Your mind,
your body,
your soul.
You have given me
everything,
and received
nothing.
And for what?
Love perceived
from demon spawned?
How pathetic.
How splendidly
naive.

As for you
my faithless pawn,
freedom is yours.
Though earned it
you have not.
Do not waste
what you once discarded
so carelessly.
Take one more look
at the price
that was paid,
for true love
will never again
come your way.

Part 10 <—> Part 12

Love’s Sacrifice – part 10

On August 20, 2016August 21, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry6 Comments

I do not care
his sins.
They have no hold
over me,
nor will they
have any hold
over him.
I choose him.
To hold him,
love him,
free him.
Take your token,
keep your promise.
I chose to embrace darkness
so he can see the light
within.

This is a poem/story that came to me while driving and listening to Phil Collin’s, In the Air Tonight. Where it has seemed to take on a mind of it’s own, as with all stories, that firs initial push to write furiously has slowed down. So I will post as soon as my stewing and listening to the song repeatedly give me inspiration. If you have just found this story, here is the link to Part 1. I hope you enjoy.

Part 9 <—> Part 11

Love’s Sacrifice – part 9

On August 20, 2016August 24, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Uncategorized4 Comments

fantastic winter forest shadows at night — Desktop Nexus: Fantastic winter forest shadows at night

The choices we make,
chances we take.
Right or wrong
is the cost worth
the price?
Some wait in the wings,
watching,
judging.
Never taking that first step.
The fear of the unknown,
of being alone,
to great.
Waiting for someone else
to give them direction,
strength.
All the while hating,
despising,
those with courage,
a will of their own,
perceived freedom
to be alone.
Not understanding
while fearless outside,
the same doubt,
fear
dwells within.
The choice is,
will always be,
give into those fears,
remain in the darkness,
allow others
to own your soul,
or break free.
Live
Love
Make those choices
on your own.

This is a poem/story that came to me while driving and listening to Phil Collin’s, In the Air Tonight. Where it has seemed to take on a mind of it’s own, as with all stories, that firs initial push to write furiously has slowed down. So I will post as soon as my stewing and listening to the song repeatedly give me inspiration. If you have just found this story, here is the link to Part 1. I hope you enjoy. 🙂

Part 8 <—> Part 10

Photo Challenge: Rare

On August 19, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Free Write2 Comments

via Photo Challenge: Rare

Growing up, I spent a lot of time in the summer at my grandparents cabin on an island near the San Juan’s in Washington State. We would spend our days riding around the island on our bikes or playing on the mostly rocky beach hunting for agates and small rock crabs. (Going to California and seeing nothing but sand was a novelty.)

The channel between us and the next island was always running. Sometimes, between the wind and strong tides, it sounded as if a river was outside our door. But on rare occasions, the waters would be a smooth as glass. This usually happened during ebb tide, when the direction of water flow was in the middle of changing, but when I was up there this last July we had a day that when the clouds broke at 2 pm there was not a wave to be seen far into the night, even with the tide coming in. The sun shone, the slight breeze was warm and it stayed warm enough that I sat out in shorts and a tank top until almost 9 pm. That is unheard of. Usually the winds will have picked up, and being off the water, the breeze would be cool enough to at least warrant a sweatshirt. It was a beautiful evening spent with neighbors eating crab, drinking wine and enjoying conversation out on the deck with the beautiful sunset in the distance.

Have a wonderful day! 🙂

Love’s Sacrifice – part 7

On August 19, 2016August 19, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry5 Comments

*Laughter fills the night.*
He knows nothing of love.
Cruelty
Pain
Death
These are what he is,
what he is made of.
Do you think you,
a mere human,
can change the
unchangeable?
Demon spawned,
born of darkness and hate.
He will never see the light,
will never know how to
love
Although…
he may know freedom.
If you give me a
gift.
One that you treasure most.
Give it to me freely
and I may
…consider
releasing him from his bonds.
Just a small token
is all I ask.
Will you acquiesce
or is your love not worth your
life?

This is something that came to me yesterday while driving. I was listening to Phil Collin’s In The Air Tonight. I let it simmer overnight and began writing this morning with that song playing in the background. The poem seems to have taken on a life of its own. What will her answer be?

Part 6 <—> Part 8

Love’s Sacrifice – part 6

On August 19, 2016August 19, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry9 Comments

895981-bigthumbnail — Desktop Nexus: Kiss

To embrace darkness
is to be lost.
I do not wish to be lost
yet I will not give you
what you want.
There is no hatred in my heart,
no guilt to be found
for none has been earned.
I came here
free of will.
I chose to follow
that which you do not have.
I chose to follow
my heart.
I chose love.

Part 5 <—> Part 7

To See What I See

Tag: Creative Writing