Writer

When the music dies…... Jude writes of writer's block

There's nothing in my eyes to see
No...

From
Whence a writer
Writes,
There's an intercourse
Between mind and paper,...

Raise an evil in my heart
remain silence tho my word

favor me to lie in your eyes
don...

I turned the radio to a volume that created an ambience towards my lobes
A significant wave of white...

Please do not envy
My passion for writing.

Please do not wish
That your fingertips...

Within the imagination, I am content to live,
This is my stay.
I see how plenty, how ever-...

As a poet I share
Much like the wanton coquette
Seductively attempting
To convey, '...

Said the old poet,
"Sit not too still, gentle observer,
for as the cherries fall
from...

I once told a boy that I wanted to write like Alex Turner.
He said
“honey, I don’t see what...

Imagination is the key
to create ones own destiny
Thoughts flutter through the mind
...

Why should one have to pay,
to share one's opinions, ideas, beliefs?

What happened to...

I've just begun to write a novel! The paragraphs I've written so far might not be in the right place. The...

I Am The One They Say That Is The Po-et .
I Am That I Am, Said Some-one That We All Love And Know...

Lyrical as the eastern sun
Astride the morning's bed of dew
Rhapsody 'neath your pen becomes...

When I was just a kid, I lived at number 253,
and never realised just who lived right next door to...

He washes
the stains
of his memories
at the banks
of her lips,
...

I flinched
and hid myself to evade her

but she spotted me,
her prey....