Just a Girl Lost 2

Just a girl lost~ Here I share bits & pieces of me, in poetry, prose, music & posts from writers who inspire me.


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She took her Crazy

 

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She took her Crazy for long walks,

on a diamond studded leash.

The mailboxes never stood a chance,

when the storms began to dance,

and

she smiled and shined

the whole damn time.

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©justagirllost2~ Monique

*photo mine


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Poets ~Painters ~Scribes

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Every one of you paint Love

upon every wall you touch

Your beauty burns larger than life

bringing shadows to light

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You poets & dreamers

You lovers & schemers

You saintly sinners & believers

You spinners of song & eternal romantics

You gods & goddesses, such beautiful humans

You inspire~amaze~astound~delight

of truest blue

your music breathes life

into a universe so often gone wrong

You are everything pure

You bring every joy

to this little piece of home

~

 

©justagirllost2 ~ Monique

*street art found on Pinterest


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from~ Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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“I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.”

“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”

 

“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”

“How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.”

 

“Remember about the shadow of past knowledge. Write about your own experience. By that experience someone else may be a bit richer some day.”

“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”

“Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.”

 

― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath