M.K. Lee's Blog: Telling Tales, page 85
May 4, 2020
Daily Drivel – Idiot
So, todays drabble is called Idiot purely because I am one; the random word I got this morning was innocent but my brain decided it was oblivious instead. Which I didnt realised until Id written it. Ooops?
Two mousemats, a pendrive, a pack of those individually wrapped screenwipes Phil always forgets he has in the back of a drawer. None of these hes really needed, though are the reasonable excuses Phil has come up with to go into the shop.
The first mousemat was genuine, soaked when his...
May 2, 2020
A Restless Heart
Asher probably has a point.
Tyler paused from where hed been about to pick up his wine glass and turned an incredulous eyebrow on Xavier, only to receive a soft laugh in return. Seriously?
Its true, Xavier smiled, nudging against his shoulder. How many conversations that start with the phrase its complicated are because of a failed or problematic relationship?
She never said those words specifically, Tyler pointed out, though sank back comfortably against the couch...
May 1, 2020
From The Road
Am I supposed to ask what youre wearing?
Nothing, Aaron thinks to himself, absolutely nothing on this earth makes him grin like an idiot quite like Nicholas does. You been doing research, Nick?
I understand the principles of phone sex, Aaron, Nicholas voice is muffled though still manages to sound a touch indignant Aaron hears a soft thud and pictures Nicholas kicking off his shoes, settling down on a bed he wishes he was climbing into beside him.
Nicholas has been gone for more than a week...
April 30, 2020
Burning
I wonder if you can feel the way Ive given up on you?
You were like my second skin: surely you felt me shed you?
Surely you sense the way I prickle when youre near:
You are a flame that will blister, crack and sear.
There was a time when you were my drug.
Not like caffeine and easy to substitute; not that kind of drug,
But the kind that makes you curl up in need,
Veins flow with fire, incoherent rage an unstoppable bleed.
You have charred me for the last time.
Go and dowse someone elses...
April 29, 2020
Everyday Love
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Available now!Daily Drivel – This
Another poem brought to you from spending way too much time trying to get into the heads of fictional characters. There is no hope! Here, have a ghazal of sorts!
Look. There is no easy way to say this.
This devouring need; I cant downplay this.
Youre in me, deep; I need you closer still.
Where you end, I begin. Cant betray this.
Look at you. You steal my breath, you make me
Ache with want. A wick that wont burn away? This.
I need you. I am consumed by your love
Anyway, so have me. Dont delay...
April 28, 2020
Burden
Where will you go after I am gone,
When our burdens carried and our job heres done,
When the sun can set without a helping hand,
When the moon looks over a more peaceful land?
What will you do when I fail my task,
When I cant walk further and I cannot ask
For you to carry what you pushed away,
For you to worry when you cannot stay?
How will you feel when theres no more time,
To read all the things that are on my mind,
To justify all that I have done wrong,
To be complicit in a day too long?
Where will...
Daily Drivel – Sure Would Be Something
Hello! Todays writing is inspired by TV shows (and their characters) that insist on breaking my heart
It sure would be something to have somebody stay,
When I could be more than a passing moment for them.
If I could just be enough for them to not walk away.
I know Im too much for even feeling this way,
But Ive been lonely, and empty, and then some.
It sure would be something to have somebody stay.
Its not that Im alone; not really. I just hope someday
Ill have someone whos excited for me to come...
April 27, 2020
Driving Distractions
Theres no way we can keep driving in this. Its too heavy,
Ryan grunted noncommittally at Alexs words, his eyes narrowed and scowling out of the window over the rain-soaked road in front of them.
As if to emphasise the point, the car lit up white, and the thunder the followed rumbled so heavily they could feel the car tremble beneath them. The rain sheeted down, relentless, a permanent tap, tap, tap against the cars metal frame enough to set both their teeth and moods on edge.
It had been...
Daily Drivel – Parade
Hello! Todays word was parade:
You will not rain on my parade. You will not hover over my experience with your misery Like a dark cloud ready to break and wash my joy away. You will not drain the colour from my happy place Leaving it monotone In the wake of your bitterness. I owe you no explanation Or justification Or even an education on how you are meant to feel. You will not change my outlook by chipping away My bright thoughts with your dull ones. I have my own set of tools That are far...
