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The Journey of Ink

On a street without rooms the ink on these long forgotten walls cries out with a voice that knocks on the doors of our understanding searching for substance eager for purpose pleading for life on its journey from our minds... Continue Reading →

Stories on the Move

Let’s take our stories with us or let our stories carry us along cradling us between letters that form the padded walls of our minds Down the narrow highway straight into the river without the rude interruption  of a paragraph... Continue Reading →

Cook Us a Tale

poets writers story-makers -all delight in creating talismanic words to imprison the hearts and minds of avid readers Weaving this way and that stitching... and backstitching stirring the alphabet stew ...and watching as plots thicken © Vivian Zems Earthweal 

The Slave-Master of Words

Does the poet not do violence to her words in that charged ether that bears witness to the pulling, the pushing and the pernicious placement of letters pleading to be left alone? She ignores their cries of woe daring them... Continue Reading →

Mischief and The Muse

Though I'd vowed to cut my poetry -writing to once a week, Kerry's wordlist on Instagram was irresistible. I didn't have the time to write, but my muse thought different- so I've written about that.    When caged words lie... Continue Reading →

Choosing Them Wisely

The times..... when a mind is ground to powder when tears spring when even the sky cries and the rivers rise When...... time has no meaning and words have lost theirs It is then...... that we realise that a word... Continue Reading →

Without Words

Were they not words that created the world? But for words, our world would be as silent as the grave and darkness would still hover over the deep where the nights are not dark enough How would the vision be... Continue Reading →

Falling …. And Rising

. "The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall." -Nelson Mandela Though the graveyards are full and the city dumps are full and my mind is so full that thoughts cause... Continue Reading →

Want to be a Writer?

If you’re crazy enough to want to become a writer of books of poems then welcome to this delicious insanity To a place where you will stare at nothing ...for ages .... longing for inspiration And when you find it-... Continue Reading →

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