Monthly Archives: May 2018

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creative writing, non fiction, memoirs

Write Into Light 2018 – with Martha Beck

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I am beyond enthusiastic to be embarking on yet another exciting path towards my writing career by registering with Martha Beck’s Write Into Light 2018 online course.

creative writing, memoirs, non-fiction

I will definitely be adding additional posts and links to more information as I progress through the writing course. As much as I am excited about doing this program – I’m equally excited to be able to experience it first hand so that I can then share it with others as I discover everything that it has to offer. I would be lost without all the wonderful writers, thinkers and philosophers who share their wisdom and knowledge every single day. It would be remiss of me not to pass that along.

 

“WRITE INTO LIGHT is the most intimate project I’ve ever created, and the most ambitious. You will learn the art of mining your own experience for wisdom that can genuinely help other people. It’s going to transform you. It’s going to create culture and community. It’s going to change the world. I’m not even kidding.” Martha Beck


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Masking your pain

Masquerade

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Masquerade

I heard you call my name today,

in the whisper of a morning breezMasking your paine

I felt your touch upon my skin,

such a gentle sweet caress.

 

But then the darkness came,

in all its’ thundering fury

Scoffing at my weakness roaring,

Love is not for one like you.

 

So I hung my head in shame,

And I trembled in its’ wake

Tears slid down my face,

No heart was left to break.

 

I saw you walk my way today

with loves’ light in your eyes,

I quickly turned away,

to find my next disguise.

 

 

 

© 2017 Judith Mallard


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This Child

Category:Creative Writing,Lifestyle,Poems,Poetry,Writing Tags : 

This Child….Poems about children and love

 

I watched him stumble

I watched him fall,

I watched him cry

Then laugh through it all.

 

His delicate features

From his head to his toes,

Soft silky lashes

And a cute freckled nose.

 

He lights up my life

And brings me such joy,

Finds the simplest of pleasures,

In a rock or a toy.

 

So when life feels so crazy

And things run so wild,

It is then I must stop

And see the world as this child.

 

 

 © 2017 Judith Mallard

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