The Community Writing Project

Lacking we be

2006-01-24T15:48:00.000-08:00

Our minds are dry
Our dreams are plain.
I think we shan't
post here again.

Life has consumed
the imagination --
leaving ver;
bal constipation.

There is more
to be seen,
than words we use
to build a dream.

I am no better ...
these words are terse.
No word at all
Is even worse.

A hippie's silent prayer

2005-12-21T14:37:00.000-08:00

Wrap me in your willows
and we two shall weep as one;
wistfully swaying --
for all the sorrows of the world
and all the beauties of existence.

Imagine if: All humanity was but one soul

2005-12-20T21:42:00.000-08:00

It is my hope in the future to develop random "Imagine If:" postings. Enjoy, and if you don't, Richard will eat your babies.

Imagine if: All humanity was but one soul

Everyone you ever met would have your soul, your spirit. Everyone who has ever lived, or will ever live, was and will be a metaphysical you. Think about it, all of history would be you interacting with yourself on every level. You would be responsible for all past atrocities; all glorious victories; all redeeming moments. Every murderer is you. Every lover is you. Every shopkeeper is you. Every baby is you. Every stranger is you. All of humanity is but one soul; a soul that has been in every past life, is in all current lives, and will be in all future lives. You are both the asshole and the guru, the scum and the friendly. But so am I.

2005-12-19T12:44:00.000-08:00

i have enabled everyone to be admins, so if you guys want to invite people to join us, you can. sorry i didnt do it earlier
josh

A Walk in Acapulco

2005-12-18T18:25:00.000-08:00

Josh you inspired me to write one just so I could have another post. I think it turned out well. Much better then fresh monkey poo thrown on your new white suit anyway.

The crest of the hill
Far down below
The ocean crawled up the sand
Watching the people

The lanes of traffic
Outside my window
A flash of red between the grey
Crossing the street

The forest of houses
Far down below
She pulled my body by my hand
Dodging the people

The rise of the cliffs
Far across the ocean
Lit by spotlights and fires
Awaiting the jumpers

The smell of the sea
From down below
Warm air of anticipation
Overwhelmed by it all

The whisper of her voice
Close nearby, Alerted
The final walk of the diver
Oceans only lover

The look of darkness
Reclaiming the air
She led me away back up the hill
The spectacle was over

Chupa What?

2005-12-15T16:30:00.000-08:00

Eyes burning
Passion Fear Love
Focus of a single thought
Intent Content

The hunt
Prey alone
Cold Red Delicious

Crunchy

CHUPASALSA

A haiku for the masses

2005-12-14T19:22:00.000-08:00

My hand is tingly
A stranger beckons my junk
ejaculate now!

2005-12-13T21:04:00.000-08:00

Below is a take on the common word association theme. It is read by looking at to consecutive words as an association made by the author. The association ends when the original word is repeated. EX: Slender/delicate... delicate/thin...grass/blade...blade/slender...

Question: Is there anything to learn about oneself by examining one's associations, or are practices like this nothing more than artificial psychology?

slender delicate thin frail fragile glassy sheen glimmer hope chance guess unknown mystery unsolved open closed remote control force power lights shine jack tire wheel fortune treasure island sea salty soy bean ball goal achieve strive lunge squat nothing empty shallow callous hard stiff dead cold gray horse strong arm rosie fresh flower bee honey sweet nice quaint cottage gingerbread christmas carol song hymnal church people crowd scene act poise stance feet solid wood beam house home roof rain cloud dark wet drip leak diaper layers earth rock porous holey wholly total summation fears block letter stamp seal gold royal purple color beauty fair equitable just good night calm breeze blow grass blade slender

Is there anything to develop in the above as a form of writing?

Let the project (perhaps disaster) begin!

2005-12-13T14:18:00.000-08:00

Hello All! I have invited everyone here as a community project where hopefully we can encourage and share in each other's works. Perhaps it seems a bit pretentious, but my aim is for just the opposite. If anyone has any poems or short stories or one-acts they would like to share on this page (or Stephanie if you have digital pictures of your art, please feel free to upload them) I hope that you would consider sharing it with everyone. All I ask is that anything that is presented be an original work and that any non-fiction shorts be presented in a third person narration so that personal stories be kept to a minimum. Other than that, go for it! Realize, though, that whatever you post will be open to criticism. Realize also, though, that if it is good it will be open to accolades, hopefully. Thanks!

Josh