Sunday, February 8, 2009

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Just a Stanza

Stanza from " Echo of Your Hand"


Violent graceful empty destiny's
The breathing and screaming 
Have remained dormant through time
Avoidance bewilders 
The provoking probing once shared


     Annie B

Spiders In My Journal

Deception Walks on Eight Legs

For such a long time, I always tried to make what was going to exist in the gray area appear to me more clear, whether it be black or white.  Through my writing and processing thoughts, I realized that there was no firm reason why we must know the cause of an action.  More importantly, time became a healing mechanism, and tangled webs began to loosen the silken and beautiful yet excruciating constraint.  Life as it is, reminds me of colors each day that I had forgotten existed.  The ability to say good-bye is a blessing.  It is a difficult thing to achieve, but a must for true happiness.  Letting go is learning to love yourself. 

- We reconnect like a puzzle
 A masterful game in which we play
 How does defeat serve such a purpose?
 When letting go has a more brilliant outcome
 But intelligence never resides in the heart

                           Annie K. Barrow

Imminent Poetry.. Any day now

  It will be in a few days that I will receive the supply of books for distribution.  I am quite excited about this new venture as I have worked extremely hard on the whole project. I knew that writing was something that has always come very easy to me. All the other details have been tangling me up, but it looks as though the pathway is clearing a way for me to walk with my head head high and proud. What I will boldly call an accomplishment, is I feel a beginning of a new groundbreaking way in which to share the depths of where I have been.  Accomplished, because I truly feel I am a survivor. 

      Annie