The only light worth having
is the light you have to work for.
I try and find it in my craft.
But sometimes I’m angry with
words- the pen- the paper- the
storm scape inside my head.
Yet I write best in restless hues.
Red with an undercoat of black.
I grasp for understanding.
I look but can’t see.
Clarity is a lie told by the
mentally sane. I sit at my desk
a labyrinth of doubt, trying to find
the middle ground between dark and
a glimmer of unfurling light.
Knowing joy is unsustainable
but knowing what I do not know.
-Tosha Michelle
Bravo. Our inner battles between light and dark can cross the delicate line. I find myself there when I am in the creative process. Often allowing the inner demons decide which direction my writing will take. This resonated with me Oh Gifted Southern Belle.
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I’m glad my talented friend from the North. My inner demons are my greatest muses xo
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lol xoxo
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Your art is alive and well. Keep sharing, Tosha. Love. xo
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“Clarity is a lie told by the mentally sane.”
That’s *so* good.
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Thank you!
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nice song π
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Thank you. I wrote it myself. Ha. Seriously, it’s one of my favorites
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Excellent, your words really have me thinking now.
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Thank you, Morgan xx
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Reblogged this on Still Another Writer's Blog.
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Thank you
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You are welcome!
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Wonderful insights. I feel this poem to the core depths of my soul.
You are so in touch with my indiscribeable feelings. I find you’re choice words are able to draw many of them out, like a posion for me to take a good long hard look at myself. Joy, is not all fun and games. All to often it requires work, & sometimes just to be still and allow it to happen.
As you say” knowing what I do not know. β‘
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Thank you. I appreciate the time and effort you put into your comment. Means a lot to me
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No, Thank you. Knowing how feel is a start. Often I feel too much.
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I know. Me too.
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This one hits very close to home for me. You’ve nailed it again.
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Thank you so much
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You’re welcome as always. Thanks for the inspiration. π
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Very kind. π
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I love this!!! The storm in your mind? Yes! I know that one.
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And our minds rage on
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Always! Cheers! (whaddya drinking? Sweet tea? That’s what I envision a Reformed Southern Belle drinking.)
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Would you believe more green tea these days
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Starbucks makes a great Greet Tea Latte!
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Oh cool. I’ll check it out
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It’s delicious & I’m not much of a tea person.
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I’ll definitely give it a try. Good morning!
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Let me know! π
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I willπ
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So very true Tosha. Words that resonate with me, struggles we all go through.
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Thank you x
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And when you do find that middle ground and you are at peace with those words, pen and paper…
….amazing.
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness.
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Thank you. Appreciate your kindness
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Light and dark, I think wherever it is, they are at war. But the poet John Donne points out “truth (light) a little elder is.” Older means wiser, means knowledge of the things, dark cannot even Fathom. think your poem also talks about what we all experience as writers, trying to understand truths, to find them beneath the dark of life, we are always battling inside with our words. But you know the answer, It’s in this beautiful song you chose ( Love Snow Patrol) “Light up Light up as if you have a choice . . .,” the poet/writers job — to write anyways . Touching piece.
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Thank you so much
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Whoa.
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Bonjour TOSHA belle vidΓ©o
Mon passage sur ton joli blog
Ce sont mes 2 mains sur mon clavier
Sur un profil une belle image
Qui derrière cet écran se trouve une personne de gentille
La ou je retrouve une de mes meilleurs amies ou amis
Je te fais un Γ©norme sourire mΓͺme si tu ne vois pas
Dans le fond de mon cΕur je te l’offre
Passe une agrΓ©able journΓ©e
Surtout ensoleillΓ© ,chez moi le temps pas extra
Bise amicale Bernard
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Tu es si gentil. Merci
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WOW!!! I think your goal is to astound us as frequently as possible.:)
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Aww. You’re so kind. xx
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I only speak the truth.:)
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
WOW—WONDERFUL—ALMOST A STREAM OF CONSCIENCE WORK! YOU DO GOOD STUFF THERE, TOSHA!
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Thank you so much!
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Hi Tosha, found my way here through Johnathan’s reblog of this piece. What a fantastic piece, really! The struggle faced by every artist, yet the same struggle drives us to do better π
Looking forward to more beautiful posts from you! Do visit me when you have a moment.. Would be lovely to have you over! π
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Thank you. You’re very kind. I look forward to visiting your blog.
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Thank you so much for stopping by and for following me π
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My pleasure!
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This was beautiful and really reflects my spirit when I craft. More people need to search for their light too, I have only recently discovered it too.
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I’m happy you found it xo
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Great lines…inspired by your poetry Michelle. ..πππ
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Thank you so much
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