Write Anyway Day: Disaster

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17 Responses to “Write Anyway Day: Disaster”
  1. Russ says:

    Disaster.

    That’s what she is.

    So thoroughly dysfunctional, yet somehow so beautiful.

    So completely ruined, but at the same time…lovely.

    One day her broken wings will carry her to new heights.

    One day her bruises and blemishes will be healed.

    Disaster.

    That’s what she is.

    But I’ve always loved her.

    And always will.

  2. metal
    glass
    heat
    noise
    flame
    smoke
    steam
    dust
    water
    eyes
    tears
    rush
    panic
    help
    near
    far
    wait
    hope
    wait
    wait
    wait

  3. Maggie says:

    Okay, I am new to this, but I will give it a shot –

    keep the snickers down, HA!

    Disaster….
    it waits around the bend,
    this disease that demands I come back.
    long eons of dark regrets and wasted nows
    black, lonely, dreary, hateful
    it lures in the deep night

    • whew. See, you did a good job. emotions. images. it’s rich with information – I immediately “saw” what you’re writing… Thanks for taking the time, Maggie!!!

      • Maggie says:

        I appreciate, SO much, the feedback. I have JUST BARELY started the work of letting go of ego and trying to just write and get feedback. I am trying to prove that you can NEVER be too old to change, HA! (Although the God-prods I keep getting may have something to do with it – !)
        again, thanks (if I can ever even write something with HALF the visuals the song you entered in the song-writing contest has, I will feel as though I am becoming a writer…!)

      • TheNorEaster says:

        Okay. How do I get these comment “reply” thingies to come up on my blog? No seriously. I can’t for the life of me figure it out.

        “I’m an artist, not a technician!”

  4. Becca says:

    Disaster is raw eggs on the floor,
    baby chicken placenta spilling everywhere.
    It’s impossible to pick up, like trying to grasp at sand.

    Disaster is…
    Thrashing
    black
    yellow
    the enclosing of the sky

    Disaster is when you spill milk and it dribbles off the table and soaks everything in its path.
    It’s what you thought was authentic, but is only an apparition.

    Disaster causes convulsion, confusion.

    Disaster means resolution is to follow, though time is unknown.

    Disaster is dissonance that requires resolution.

  5. TheNorEaster says:

    Worf the Klingon: “You are fully dilated. You may begin giving birth.”

    Keiko the human: “What do you think I’ve been doing!?!?!”

    (from Star Trek: The Next Generation: Disaster)

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