Poetry: Menagerie of Wonder

Menagerie of Wonder

I don’t care enough, to care how it looks

To gather the jigsaw, and read all your books

You’re a great mystery, with flashes of light

A jackrabbit journey, with no end in sight.

So, I pack a book bag, with no literature in it

Just flashlights, and moonbeams, and emotive trinkets.

My fingers cannot find, the right words

To spell out how I feel, and dispel the urge

To rip open your mind and run around inside

To breathe in your vapors, your joy, and your strife.

A forest of reasoning

Of darkness,

Of truth.

Waits inside

the vast country,

And the borders of you.

Your pulse and your blood,

Keeps driving me under.

To your blanket of truth

And your Menagerie of Wonder.

-Lisa M. Bello

I truly am a bad blogger

I have gotten better at actually attempting to write something creatively every day, but I am still really bad at updating my blog on a regular basis.

I guess because I do most of my creative writing (and most of my "sentence crafting" in general) with a pen and paper and the computer is the last step in my initial writing process.

That being said, I am going to post some new poetry soon and...a snippet of writing from my "work in progress" novel.

I will set it up for automatic posting so I don't have to actively think about it at a certain time each week.

Promise.

-L