• poetry

    Dear Love

    by Jesi Scott   Dear Love,   How do I begin to say all that my words cannot convey? How I wish you’d simply stayed away.   I was fine all on my own when you made yourself known, understanding I didn’t want to be alone.   And there I was, caught in your gravity, lost without reason, no clarity, baptised in your rhapsody.   Now, here I stand watching you walk away, the words catching in my throat, held at bay, as memories replay.   My fragile strength is now gone. I am broken, no reason to move on. And this conclusion was foregone- the moment you said hello.…

  • October Poetry Writing Month,  OctPoWriMo,  Poetry

    It’s On!

      Alright you guys…I did it. I signed up for OctPoWriMo this year. Last year I was simply burned out and going through a mess and just didn’t have the heart or strength to deal with writing anything for 30 days. I still have a mess going but at least it’s manageable. Therefore, a challenge is just what I need to get the ink flowing in my veins again. If you DO NOT have a private blog you can sign up here: https://octpowrimo.blogspot.com/p/octpowrimo-link-up.html If you DO have a private blog (Dawn, I’m looking at you. LoL), you can participate by either joining the Poets on the Page Facebook group, or…

  • Poetry

    The Struggle Is Real

    The Poet’s Struggle By Jesi Scott   Long have the words lived in my brain To describe, emote, explain The very moments, feelings, reasons For what I see and think and experience.   And, sadly, they can never quite Reach the fullness of these scraps of life That creep past or fly by… These flashes of colors by which we Remember, ignore, embrace The events that create a future “us”, Or, maybe, a fuller individual… A much muchier “we”.   Still, the words live and buzz around inside And sometimes find a way out To live in ink, all the while hoping They will be heard, understood, Passed along, To…

  • Pets,  Poetry

    Hello…It’s Me

    Hi Friends, How are you? Believe it or not but I am still here, lurking around in the background. I am doing well considering the mess that’s going on right now in my country. I’ve been away taking a much needed social media break to get away from all the hate and fear and negativity. Plus, apparently my web host server does not like the Jetpack plugin so whenever WordPress has an update my host decides to kick me out of my access until I get my permissions reset. Sigh. Welcome to life with the Jetsons, right? Anyway, I have some interesting news to share. A week ago (19 August)…

  • Life,  Poetry,  Writing

    What Dreams May Come…

    It seems my words may be coming back. I woke up crying from a dream I don’t remember and the first four lines of this in my head. After  ten continuing minutes, and ultimate uselessness in trying to go back to sleep, the grinding gears inside my head refused to shut up, so up I got and you are the lucky recipient of something new. I don’t know what it was that upset me in the dream but I still feel as if I’ve suffered a loss. Just so you know, everything is otherwise fine here at Chez Lunatic. But I am definitely going to stop snacking close to bedtime.…

  • Poetry,  Uncategorized

    It’s Been A While, Hasn’t It?

    I am still here, slowly recharging my soul. This is for you. Dancing Stars By Jesi Scott   If you love her make her shine. Make her glow where all can see. For star she was and star she is, and star she will always be.   Make her shine bright as the moon, bright as the moon at sea. For love will do as love has done for all eternity.   And in the end she’ll know your love was her’s with certainty. So make her shine, Make her glow, And she’ll love fearlessly.     00

  • Uncategorized

    Crumbling Bridges

    Blank faces stare like blank pages waiting to be filled- empty; darkness upon the face of the deep. One big bang to fill a vast universe of mind and matter, and a paradoxical heart, both black hole and a thousand suns, all of it endlessly spinning, dizzily tipping, until we all fall down. 00

  • Reading,  Thoughts

    Thought For the Day…

    Replace the word “racism” with the word “culturism” (it doesn’t exist, by the way, but should). Would that change anything? What would it change if so? Would it make a difference in how society sees diversity? Think about it like this: if you couldn’t argue that “it’s in their blood” because culturism would say that biologically all humans are similar (excluding obvious differences in gender and skin color) what would be the point in discriminating against it? If discrimination were based on the differences in one society’s beliefs and practices how could you argue that one culture is superior to the other if there was no proof other than opinions?…

  • Blog,  Thoughts,  Well-Tempered Bards

    It Happened Again

    Hi guys. Sorry for the radio silence. Once again JetPack and my host server had an argument and one decided to take my blog prisoner and hold it for ransom. I finally got it back last night when my host server decided to give JetPack permission to work again. Alright, so maybe it sounds more like a union strike. Either way, I was unable to access my blog until now. So Hi!!!!!! How are you? I’ve missed you all so much. 🙂 On the upside, the break has given me a bit of a rest and I’m beginning to feel like writing again. I’ve been poeming over at The Well…

  • #BeReal,  1000 Voices Speak For Compassion,  Poetry

    Thinking of Current Events…

      What Happens When You Build Walls By Jesi Scott   They built a wall to keep the waves at bay, And, for a time, it worked. But all the glaciers melted increasing the seas and the waves grew larger… and the wall grew higher… until it blocked out the sky and they couldn’t see the stars anymore.   00