Today Marks A Year Since I've Started This Blog. I'm Thrilled To Express My Appreciation To All The Wonderful

Today marks a year since I've started this blog. I'm thrilled to express my appreciation to all the wonderful people I've met here.

Last Feb 1st, I had little idea where this poetry writing pursuit would lead to but then that's art. We do it because we love it, no matter where it leads us.

Over the year, so much has changed yet some things stayed the same like they always do. Through it all, there has been so much support from the community of poets, writers and artists. I hope we keep supporting each other this way.

This blog is open to prompts, collaborations and is a safe space ♡

Love,

The Creaky Writer

The little faerie who carry

"The dust on their little ferry

Twirl round and around

Spilling sand over the cloud

Giggling and laughing out loud

They bring you luck, of springtime

And showers blessings of love at bedtime"

For you

*cries in faerie dust*

"I find the blessings of love at bedtime

Wondering why I feel at peace

I look up and see the spilling sand over the cloud

And I know that it's you bringing me luck of the springtime"

@deadwhisper :)

I needed this. Thank you, love. You're the best <3

A Melancholy Ache

This small corner of the world

Giving me a chance to step into an another

That's all I've ever wanted

And yet this melancholy ache I feel

All these friends have moved on

And I'm still behind trying to reach the cliff

Will the cliff be my flight or fall?

The questions keep me awake and fragile

And the expectations pull me into a slumber

Didn't see it coming, loved where it was going

Those doors I never had the key for were unlocked

How do I close them back now that you took away the key when you left?

I am a rock in most weathers, for me and everyone else

But there comes once in a season shift and I fall apart albeit for a moment

In that vulnerability lies what I wish to conquer

A chance to step into another world, for better or for worse

I want to find out

Wonderfully created 💙✨

astral light

translated from a @ thecreakywriter  submited photo

Anticipation

Days spent in a haze

With anticipation the hours glaze

Along with the hurrying wind

Racing and hurtling with adventure it brimmed

Nearing the nightfall and a thousand moments later

The midnight sea roars as it does with ardor

Sleepless nights and starless skies

A void showing the deepest possibilities that belie

-The Creaky Writer

Control

I had a dream

I was learning to drive

The steering in their hand

The accelerator under their foot

Only the illusion of driving under my control

“You try on your own”, I was told

So I gird up to master the wheel

When I see I’m not taking the road I want to at the speed I wish to,

I look down

The steering in their hand

The accelerator under their foot

Only the illusion of driving under my control

The deception goes on till what feels like ages

My mind starts to rot from disuse

My arms almost give up from pretending to steer

My mouth is tired from asking to let go

So I swerve

I swerve a dangerous left without a warning

Just to see if it breaks the monotony

-The Creaky Writer