Time to Write!

It will soon be November 1, and with that comes the annual writing frenzy known as National Novel Writing month (Not to be confused or equated with the organization by that name). After over a decade of writing with a particular group over this month, I once again have found myself being rejected and denied participation with said group. Despite that, I will be writing this month — and, with a group of others who have likewise faced their senseless censure.

With that off my chest, I feel free to open my notebook and write the first word. Yes, I’m starting today — as soon as I post this. Don’t know where the journey will lead, or what story will emerge. Then again, that is the fun, the mystery, the love of the November write! So, if you’re one of the rejected, or just one who likes to write with a smaller, more supportive group, then feel free to come and join us: https://www.facebook.com/groups/351645278350381/

Summer Hiatus!

I’ve been away, hanging with family and friends and enjoying the warm weather! I’ve been doodling a lot, and playing even more. Sooo, I’ve been doing ATC’s on the go. Here are a few that were claimed by a family member before I could sell them.

C. Mcquinn 2014

C. Mcquinn 2014

c. Mcquinn 2014

c. Mcquinn 2014

C. McQuinn 2014

C. McQuinn 2014

“Innocent”

Innocent eyes
forever frozen
glassine diamonds
in noonday sun.

Innocent songs
forever silenced
musical genius
in noonday quelled.

Innocent joys
forever gone
bejeweled happiness
in noonday mourns.

Innocent childhood
forever gone
hope for the future
slaughtered
in noonday’s sun.

BSM
2014

“Flee”

The cry lingers
long after life
flees into night
ever to echo
to ricochet
in the soul
flees into night
the cry lingers

BSM
2014

“Desert Song”

The silence deafens
civilization’s melody gone
calm and silent
the dawn before the storm
hell-hot rages unfurled
sands run red screams
theirs, yours, mine
civilization’s melody gone
the silence deafens.

BSM
2014

Cicada Serenade

At sunset’s eve
the echo of war’s song
rata-tat-tat
ba-boom
distanct echos
surrounding all
night’s death song
in two-part harmony.

BSM
2013

“Pasta”

Whipping
incestuous fork
around noodles
sauces ecstacy.

BSM
2014

“The Mask”

This image of me, the me you see
a woman of strength
of character and maturity
This woman, this image
it is not of me.
It is a mask
created in your mind
of what you think,
you hope,
you tolerate me to be.
The real me you do not see
the real me cringes
in the face of responsibilities
the real me is afraid of reality
the real me is a coward,
a pacifist at heart
No, I am not the
Mighty Red Warrior
your heart has painted me to be
I am not the sainted soldier
I am merely what Creator
made me to be…
I am ME.

BSM
2014

Images of Me

I cannot be this image
this person you’ve painted me to be
I cannot be this image
of brave warrior woman
when inside my soul cries
I cannot be this image
of stoic adulthood laden with responsibility
when inside my soul longs to escape
I cannot be this image
anymore than I can be the tree in the forest
or the baby fawn playing in the meadow
I cannot be this image
this person you’ve painted me to be.

BSM
2014

“IED”

Tangled, mangled montage
shattered glass blood
seaping cracks bones
screaming terror.

Images of pain
too great to bear
scattered like the sands
amid a storm.

BSM
2014

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