Mission Statement Submission – Who Am I?

Mission Statement Submission – syncwithdeep

syncwithdeep

coffee-paper-penI can’t use words
most people don’t know of
or sentences you will have to read
thrice to understand
to sound more skillful than I’m
to portray more emotion than I have

I can’t write stories
that make you put me
on a pedestal
for making up a world
with just my words
but I can put my own world into words

I can write about things
that makes me and you happy
I can write the kind of prose
you don’t have to be a
reader to read
and I don’t have to be a
writer to write

Mission Statement – Writing Challenge September 2018

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Mission Statement Submission – Freedom

Mission statement Submission – Arbie Krae

Arbie Krae

Not so long ago a mission statement would have seemed impossible. Today, with a purring cat beside me and the sun casting its glare across the screen, I find the words with ease.

Books: until the end of next year stories will finally re-emerge with their monsters and their heroes – often to be confused. One of cats, one of witches, one of games, and one of Death. All with a message of loyalty and love. A message I didn’t realize I had until just a moment ago.

My mission is to give life to the worlds I thought I lost.

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Nicole Lyons Reviews Nicholas Gagnier’s Founding Fathers

I have been shook, and I have been rocked, and I have been swallowed by a book, and an author, and my own divisive and inclusive thoughts, after the fact. With Founding Fathers, Nicholas Gagnier takes his readers to the darkest places where most of them have always been afraid to go on their own, and … Continue reading Nicole Lyons Reviews Nicholas Gagnier’s Founding Fathers

Paved with good intentions

AreMyFeetOffTheGround

Be very careful when eating mushrooms.
That is my best advice at this time.
I do not know how long it is that I have walked and wandered, sometimes just laying down out of weakness, hunger, and despair.  I have been poisoned nearly unto death from wrong choices.  Sometimes I have left my right mind, trying to get back, get back, sensing a thousand year journey of complexity.

I am a caveman of the modern day, surviving on dull wits.  I remember pieces of useful information, helpful household hints, Boy Scout wisdom.  How to butcher a rabbit without getting the meat tainted with its urine.  How to build a simple trap to catch something live, then bludgeon it.  Roast it over a deadwood flame, ignited with sunlight shone through discarded spectacles.

It is temperate here, mostly, and I cannot count the years.  Such seasons as there are seem mixed up…

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When You’re Thinking That I’m Thinking Of You, I’m Thinking You’re Thinking Of Me.

Through Open Lens

F/7.1, 1/200, ISO 320.

Yellow-Rumped Warbler

An invisible man marries an invisible woman.

The kids were nothing to look at either.

Interesting Fact: Females build the nest, sometimes using material the male carries to her. The nest is a cup of twigs, pine needles, grasses, and rootlets. She may also use moose, horse, and deer hair, moss, and lichens. She lines this cup with fine hair and feathers, sometimes woven into the nest in such a way that they curl up and over the eggs. The nest takes about 10 days to build. It’s 3-4 inches across and about 2 inches tall when finished. ( https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Yellow-rumped_Warbler/lifehistory )

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