Coco J. Ginger's Blog, page 19
October 20, 2013
The only thing worse than a woman…?
A woman with a pen.
October 18, 2013
October 17, 2013
October 14, 2013
Less
I say less, He says more. My silenced tongue Makes him implore. He’ll soon find out That I’m a bore.
October 9, 2013
A Star
Did it hurt much— to love him? It felt like someone sawed off my five highest points, to fit me into a circular shape. What did you feel, when you finally fit? I felt dark, as though I’d lost all dreams to shine. And when you left, did it cause much pain? It felt like […]
October 8, 2013
I dream my painting
…and I paint my dream. ― Vincent van Gogh
September 11, 2013
Fires For The Cold
“For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry.” — Mary Oliver
September 7, 2013
I Believe
I believe in magic. I believe in fairy tales and happy endings. I believe people are sad before they are happy. I believe in villains and knights in shining armor. I believe that hearts are broken before they are put back together. I believe that diamonds are a girls best friend, and soon you’ll be […]
September 4, 2013
There is no malady so great…
a Turkish fig cannot solve.
August 18, 2013
The Man Who Stole My Words—Part II
I placed my hand upon his heart and felt each word slip back through my touch. Beat by beat I became more than each word he had thieved. Word by word I finally spoke pen in spine ink to sheet I said each word to which his heart had beat. As if, he could have […]
