We all know Kobe Bryant the basketball player. How many of us knew Kobe Bryant was also a writer. Shortly after retiring in 2016, delete Kobe Bryant began his career as a writer and establish a Publishing Company. Having recently obtained several of his books, I fell in love with a great story that gravitated…
This is an interesting question I’ve been asking myself for weeks. How to start a poetry blog? How Do I do so? I finally went and did the necessary research to do so. Finally finding my own niche, motivational poetry, I began inquiring on how to start a blog for poetry. Finally, I found some…
Why did I choose to publish? Because I’m a writer, and people deserve to read my work. And my legacy should be solidified. Why Did I choose to Publish? because I can. Why Did I choose to publish? And because I want to be a successful writer. And because I want to. There are so many…
I promised myself that once I got my apartment and became settled, I would dedicate myself full time to my writing. Since I got my apartment just before National poetry month, I found the perfect time to start writing. As a writer and a poet, I have this free time and the monkey off my…
The other side. Is bright, And enriched with life. The cataclysm made yesterday has wisped away, and the darkness that used to harness your life is no longer causing you strife. The light, it is coming faster and faster. Every moment you move forward you break the cycles that used to break you. Every passing…
The ashes burn like hot magma bursting out of the earths crust into the air. What was once flesh and blood and bones and breath is now a mesh of molten rock and burning scents permeating into the air. What once lived a life, is now noting but dust and gone with the wind. But…
The ashes burn like hot magma bursting out of the earths crust into the air. What was once flesh and blood and bones and breath is now a mesh of molten rock and burning scents permeating into the air. What once lived a life, is now noting but dust and gone with the wind. But…
Leaning to the lake, I take a drink. The fresh water cleanses my soul From all the travesties I endured The water flows down my body and into my soul It takes over my creation and spills into my imagination No longer am I plagued by past memories that suffocated me with sorrow No, the…
Once again we are here for National Poetry Month, with another Poem . On Day 8 National Poetry Month from the Lucid Writers circle delivers a poem a day for your reading pleasure. On Day 8 National Poetry Month is thriving and the words keep coming. I remember you. I remember you. I remember thing…
Once again we are here for National Poetry Month, with another Poem. Lucid Writers has decided to celebrate National Poetry month by delivering a poem a day for your reading pleasure. Enjoy. All I Wanted Was Your Love All I wanted was for you to love me. All my life I wanted that connection, Instead…
