The Kind Quill
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The Kind Quill serves as a writer's blog to entertain, humor, and/or educate readers and viewers alike on the stories that move us and might feed our inner child
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The Rollercoaster of Life
Up and down the rollercoaster goes. The fun continues until the stomach starts to set in. Had something before to keep me on top but slight triggers took hold tonight. Settling in to something comfortable and enjoy the ride through. Now with the trigger you can’t help but fall under. Like the scent of a cigarette that passes by, a moment takes over your being and you fall into the darkness of despair.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Motivation
The Blooming Pedals of Spring
Bright iridescent lights flow through the windows. Warm breeze fills the room to welcome a new day. Groggy and lazy you tumble around struggling to get up. You check the time only to be right on time with the morning routines. You shuffle to get up and find a bed of flowers surrounding you. Yellow golden pedals blooming before your very eyes. You wonder if you’re still in a dream or that you’ve already died. You come to terms with whats been happening and you proceed with caution.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Motivation
A Frozen State
You wake to a siren. Something small that passes by. You turn to your side to reach for your phone. Your alarm rings and it’s still early. Early enough to roll over and steal some time for rest. Your mind races as your thoughts begin to manifest. Morning thoughts and memory cloud the brain. Reminders of what is today and what is happening. Work, school or just another day to venture off an exploration.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Humans
An Unlocked Heart
Sometimes people may surprise you. You have build a mental profile of them in your head that what they do, say or think becomes almost predictable. Your view of them slightly alters when a moment occurs where the last person you didn’t expect to provide useful information, shows up with a piece of the puzzle.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Motivation
Vision Board
Plans for the future is overwhelming. Ideas manifest and excitement progress. So many wants and not enough needs. SPREAD THEM OUT! Get them out of your head on top something visual. Somewhere you can constantly see, hear and visualize. It’s said to make it yours. Make it fun. Make it so you do what you need to do to manifest what you want. Yell it out loud or just write it in secret but having it like a phone in your pocket, will give the push to achieve it. Make it annoying, make it consistent. Keep yourself accountable.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Poets
You
I want to tell you how I truly feel. You probably know but you will make your own decisions for the both of us. Decisions that will keep me guessing because I don’t know what you’re thinking. I don’t know how you feel and what you want. So much of me invested, I’m not looking for a savior but really a lover. A partner in crime to journey through this land of astonishment.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Poets
The Traversed Heart
The body flutters with madness. Upon their touch, your mind races. A rush of adrenaline life you up shifting you side to side like a carousel you twirl around in Cupid’s realm filled with arrows where none are for you. A barrage of red and white swarming all around to find the hosts to enchant. For the time goes to where the heart is to overflow with excitement. The traversed heart sees but is unseen.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Gamers
Kingdom of Heart
Mind’s racing. Thoughts of wanting & reassurance. My heart so sure now so unsure. I’m reminded the reality of what is. Not feeling like the rest but unable to fall in line. Cant break free but afraid it leads to loneliness. Given a taste of what it really feels like. Don’t want to give it away, don’t want to mess things up. Stopped from going all the way but unaware of me going too far.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Poets
The Lone Traveler
Traveling through space and time, I look through the skies to find what’s missing. A part of self that was trapped long ago, taken by a force that will never be shown. Fighting through dragons and dark creatures alike, the self survives from the depths of despair, and become the light. From the art of requiem, I wake to a cold front. Unknown to status of my being, I regroup into my own to travel on my own, without really leaving.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Poets
Pistachio Comes to Starbucks
What is Pistachio? Pistachio are seeds that comes from a tree that mostly develops cashews. Originally located in parts of Asia and the Middle East, pistachio is highly produced in Iran. From the plantations to the packaging. These seeds are mostly kept open in order for consumers to be able to get to the center. Closed ones similar to oysters & clams are not to be consumed due to health precautions. The production factories filter out them so its great by the time it gets to you.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Feast
The Shallow Journey of Self
I walk along this shadow of self. Searching for the truth within myself. I look to find any proof of existence. Proof for myself to be. Guiding others is what’s my power is. To change negatives to a positive. Like a magnet that only connects to its opposite, I never see the palatine of itself.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Motivation
Mothers Special Gift
A cold late november. I just got out of work when I got the call. Fear and abandonment was on my face. I hop on the train and made my way to downtown. “Ugh! Why did they put her in there?” I said with disappointment on my face. You would think that I would be in horror or in disbelief, but this isn’t the first time that I have gotten the call of her in the hospital.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Families
