MelissaBlack : Writing

Who's That?

Who's That?

A Poem by MelissaBlack


You sit, Drunk with impressions indescribable and Nameless until they are molded into something Tangible- No longer formless wisps mea..
This Person

This Person

A Poem by MelissaBlack


This Person: The Writer- Pushing her fingers gingerly through the grey clouds and stepping out of the way as words Open up, Tumble ..
Sempre

Sempre

A Poem by MelissaBlack


Wake up to the sun and the clouds and the mountains Painting a picture for you- The birds and the coffee pot creating a symphony of Bliss,..
Sacred Spaces

Sacred Spaces

A Poem by MelissaBlack


I drifted after having clumsily struggled with the lock �" on the side of the door for which I have complete control; sometimes fing..
Remembering and Forgetting

Remembering and Forgetting

A Story by MelissaBlack


The Essence of all Things is quite funny, remarkable, and also quite persistent. We often think that our memories are gone, dissipated into ..
Prayer

Prayer

A Poem by MelissaBlack


Watch his fingers do their Dance of Prayer over the Steaming cup entertaining him, Eyes pretending to be fascinated With the grooves a..
Patiently Waiting

Patiently Waiting

A Poem by MelissaBlack


Maybe she’s waiting Over there in that Corner, The corner with the most Unattractive lighting and the most Unappealing stenc..
Ordinary Things

Ordinary Things

A Poem by MelissaBlack


I am not hungry- There is only a question waiting to be posed- Feeding on its potential and the Closeness of the air on its Skin- D..
It Soaks In

It Soaks In

A Poem by MelissaBlack


Yes- Let the tender flames of All that Is Goodness tumble in Streams and Rivers around your Silhouette �" It doesn’..
Avalanches

Avalanches

A Poem by MelissaBlack


Rockslides down my arms and Avalanches slide down my skin; Sheets of yesterdays falling, sliding, Shattering. Revealing the birth, ..

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