INFP. Introverted. Intuitive. Feeling. Perceiving. A personality test has narrowed me down into a group of people with these characteristics. If you want to pinpoint and classify me into a group and this has to be it, then I can live with it. I have been for a very long time. As an introvert, I… Continue reading I’m an INFP on the Meyers-Brigg Personality Chart
Month: October 2014
Twilight Has Fallen (Part 2)
I shall continue my letter as before, dear brother. I escaped my cottage and began to run as fast as my legs would carry me. It wasn't as I wanted but I managed to get away. It wasn't by my own ability but rather - the man showed mercy. He chased me through the… Continue reading Twilight Has Fallen (Part 2)
Twilight Has Fallen (Part 1)
Dear Brother David, Had I known what I know now, I would have cancelled passage to this country and remained in London. I'm not even sure that is entirely truthful. The reasons I had for leaving in the first place was that I believed in what I heard of the promise, the potential of this… Continue reading Twilight Has Fallen (Part 1)
Fly High "Second star to the right Straight on till morning." Sprinkle dust, now in flight The sight is rather alarming. The boy was never to grow, Standing taller than before And forgotten how to crow. How can the pirate have his war? Deep behind his eyes, I can see his true… Continue reading Fly High
The Light Night's blanket now falls, That's when light comes out to play - Dance - though the world sleeps. © Photography and Poetry by Susan Reed This blog post is in response to this week's Photo Challenge: Refraction. This week, let’s play with light! Show us what refraction means to… Continue reading The Light
The Walk Matching step for step Fingers wrapped in mine Red hair flowing - Result of what love designed. The same concrete My feet walked Never thought I'd repeat - My heart unlocked. Holding her hand tight, I never want to let go. Hasty - time takes flight And soon she… Continue reading The Walk
Won’t Back Down
Won't Back Down In the face of inequality, Standing firm to confront - To fight the dichotomy Unexpectedly, quite blunt. Words spoken, the boss sneers, "She's fast at productivity, Can't you act more like your peers?" Words spoke, cease my activity. Dropping my work, I turn around The woman I see,… Continue reading Won’t Back Down
Old Soul Smart phones, thumbs type swift I don't loathe the latest trends - Eye of an old soul. © Susan Reed. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eyGWbpNzH2o In response to today's Daily Post Challenge - Avant Garde. From your musical tastes to your political views, were you ever way ahead of the rest of us, adopting… Continue reading Old Soul
An extra 60 minutes… Does it matter?
In the course of this day alone, I have written three poems (Father Time, Dreams, and The Wordsmith) and one work of flash fiction (Revenge!). I've had so many thoughts going through my head, as it happens, because my muse - she hounds me until I've written what she says I should. It's not really a… Continue reading An extra 60 minutes… Does it matter?
Father Time "Lean in closer. No. Closer than that. I have a gift to offer. Spare a moment to chat?" "It depends on what you hold. Is it free? Is there a price? Without doubt, there is a toll. You'll have to be more concise." "I have a… Continue reading Father Time