L is for love
L is for life
L is for lust
L is for learning
L is for laughter
L is for light
L is for longing
L is for the little things
L is for …
You are a soap bubble in the sky
The red in the rising moon
You are the beauty in this life
One blink – it will be over soon.
Despite the words said to her,
Every kindness, every desire for her, felt fake.
She couldn’t see what they saw.
Inside, she was rotting away.
Really, who could desire her?
Still powerful words – please don’t let me go
I write a lot. It’s not always poetry or novels or flash fiction, but I write down thoughts, little notes or words. And I write daily. I use fountain pens and journals. My handwriting is horrible. I really need to focus to write nicely. It’s a challenge in my job too, lol. Yes, I have been told to try and clean my handwriting. I try, but honestly (and this sounds not nice at all) I can’t be bothered. And I don’t have the time either.
Once in a while I share a pic of an entry in my journal. I like doing that. It gives the entries something real, something deep. I have been told so, many times.
I go through many journals and wrote the last page in one just yesterday. I started that one in February. This morning I bought a new one. It is a weird feeling to write a last page in a journal, and it is a weird feeling to write the first page in a new journal. In my mind, I don’t want to soil the blank pages with nonsense. Usually, my notebooks are blunt and no-descript. Black. I like them to be closable too, preferably with an elastic band. Today, I found another one that reminded me of my youth and is over all quite me. It has James Dean on the cover. I like James Dean a lot. I read a couple of his biographies, saw all his movies, and we share a birthday. And it was not too expensive either. It is thin though… I am sure I need to get another one by Christmas.
People laugh (or smirk) when I unpack my journal and my fountain pens. I own many fountain pens in different styles and colours. I like how they all write differently and I like how the ink flows on to the paper. Writing is fun. Or so I think.
Old and new journal.
So yes… If you are looking for a gift for me… Fountain pens and journals are a good idea.
Do you write by hand? What do you use? Are your posts written down first in a journal? Mine are not, sometimes I write a spontaneous poem here (or on Wattpad) and copy it later into my journal 🙂
My favourite pic of myself in my teenage years. This pic was taken when I was 19 and on vacation in Brittany. 🙂
I woke up surrounded by water
And I was drowning within
My soul was floating on sins;
My thoughts became darker.
I was not prepared for two years later
Pushing and pulling – twin-flame.
I wish there was a way to feel safer,
But there has to be a loser in every game.
This time it’s me; next time it’s you;
That’s the beauty and the failure of us two.