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Something New & Exciting!!

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I have something new & exciting to share with you today! I’ve been holding off on telling you all for a while because I wanted to wait until it was live!

Well… It’s live right now!

First MoonFrye Post

You see that there?? It’s my first post on the all new & improved Moonfrye site! I am one of several amazing women who are contributing writers at Moonfrye and I couldn’t be more honored.

About Me Moonfrye

I would love it if you would stop by over there and take a peak at the new site, check out my post, and then check out all of the other wonderful posts that everyone else is sharing.

This is a huge deal for me because I’ve never really written anywhere else on a regular basis aside from my blog and I consider this a step in the right direction. The direction that will help me learn, grow, and become a better person and writer. It’s another step in the direction of working towards my new career path.

This was an eventful week for me… stop by and see what 17 means to me.

I am…. a poem

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I was pondering what to do for my post on Friday and was at a loss. My mind was a blank and I didn’t want to do a post full of pictures… not on a Friday! Besides… I need to save them for Wednesday.

Each week in my email I get the prompts for Mama Kat’s writers workshop and one of them caught my attention and I thought well.. that’s an easy one. I can do it.

I was wrong, because it wasn’t as easy as I thought. I wrote, deleted, and wrote some more until I had something that made a little bit of sense and captured how I was feeling at the moment…. and it was with a prompt. A poem none the less!

Anyway, I’d love to hear what you think.

I Am

I am curious and honest
I wonder why people do the things they do sometimes
I hear the sounds around me rushing by as I walk down the street
I see the lights, the buildings, and people
I want to understand and know why
I am curious and honest

I pretend that I am brave
I feel that I have no control sometimes
I touch the brick as I walk down the street
I worry that one day it will all be gone
I cry that one day I will be alone
I am curious and honest

I understand that all good things come to an end
I say that is fine… but I don’t always believe it
I dream that one day I will have it all
I try to understand the world around me
I hope that they understand me
I am curious and honest