New Poem: Puzzle

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My heart is like
A jigsaw puzzle,
Broken apart,
Scattered pieces
Laying on the floor.

Little by little,
I begin
To put it back together.

But so many pieces
I realize they still
Belong to you,
And always will.

Leaving abstract shaped
Spaces, empty.
Only you can
Fill them in.

But now that
Your love is taken
Away from me,

I have no choice
But to fill them
With cherished memories.
Of Us.

~ ~ ~

~K. Crumley

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When the Dust Clears (wip)

When the dust clears,
and there’s no one there…
Scattered remains
Of what was done,
left unsaid,
left undone.

When the dust clears.
When the tears, and cries
die down
to a low
inward moan.

Sleep a feverish dream.
Food tasteless, meaningless.
Water all I need…
but doesn’t refresh,
doesn’t quench.

When the dust clears,
and the only words that
need to be said
and I love you.

Left unsaid.

~K. Crumley 10-31-2011


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New Poem–Evicted.


His eyes
Were like two pale blue crystals.
She found her peace in them.

His arms,
Long, thin and warm.
She felt at home in them.

His lips,
Kissing them made her feel
Like she should have been
Since the day they met.

With him
Was where she belonged.

Then, one day
Words were
Suddenly it got

He made.
She made.

A Misunderstanding

She found herself…

6/25/2011 K. Crumley


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Wednesday Poetry: Friends


We were so much more once

But I remember

How we began

We were surreal

Two artists discussing

Our respective crafts

We became more

We fell in love

We went around

Around the Emotional

Roller Coaster…

Then you fell out

Of love

Shock, disbelief, devastated

I felt such pain

Reacted with rage, sorrow, jealousy, ire…

As you

Simply ignored me

Walked away

One year has passed

It all sinks in…

I rehabilitate my heart

My life…

Now I turn back

Remember what we had

Remember how

We began…

And I wish

We could be



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New Years Resolutions 2014


I shall do my best to abide by these same resolutions this coming year. (since I fell short a little bit…) Here’s to a great 2015 in writing, and to keep on working towards new and old goals alike. :)

Originally posted on K. Crumley rambles on...:

1. Write one full poem per day, any style any subject.
2. Read at least 5 pages per day, fiction.
3. Read at least 5 pages per day non-fiction.
4. Apply for at least one freelance job per day.
5. Write at least 2,000 words a day of fiction.
6. Complete all unfinished writing projects.
7. Publish a new ebook (poetry or fiction) every 2-3 months.
8. Submit something to a trad pub (maybe small press), agent, or contest every 6 months.
9. Have a full day write-in (or write-a-thon) one day per month.
10. Stick to all my deadlines, no matter what.

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Wednesday Poetry: TV


It used to be that

We could tune in to watch

Old friends,

Like Lucy, The Kramdens, Lassie…

We solved crimes

With Rockford,

And Columbo…

Then the new wave

Of feminism brought us

Mary, Jamie Summers,

And of course

The Angels.

The wave of crime dramas

Evolved from the Metro Glam

Of Magnum PI and Miami Vice

Into Forensics,


Criminal Minds…

Today the glorious

Old days

Are gone, and

We are force-fed

False advertising

And an often feigned


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Nanowrimo: Ten Things I will do to ensure success next year.

Alas, NaNoWriMo has ended, and for the second consecutive year I did not win.  While my lack of success could be attributed to circumstances beyond my control (The flu, a computer virus, recurring migraines) there are some things I could have done to help me finish on time.  I vow to do these things next year, when I once again participate in the annual writing challenge.

1. I will write every day.  There were several days I did skip, especially due to the flu…needless to say that didn’t help me at all.

2. I will write MORE than 1,667 a day.  To insure that I would finish on time–if not early–I will do more than the daily word count requirement to ensure an early finish.

3.  Stream of consciousness writing. Fighting through writing block with stream of consciousness writing, even if it’s something I need to omit later…at least I got words in print, and sometimes the best stuff comes when you just let your mind flow…

4. Focus on that one story.  I won’t be distracted by anything else,  and start working on another project–unless you’ve already written more than 1,667 on the NaNoWriMo story.

5. Start with an outline.  This will help me avoid feeling “stuck” and at a  loss as far as the plot direction.  That really slowed me down in my writing process this year.

6. stick to a writing schedule, preferably when I am home alone and nothing is going on at the house…no phone ringing, etc…

7. Include long descriptive passages.  This will help to take up the word count, and I can always trim it down when I revise/edit.

8.  Repeat a sentence or two…by that I mean I can write a sentence two different ways, and when I go through and edit I can just delete which one doesn’t work as well.  Or white a completely new one.

9. I won’t worry about being sloppy, or typos.  after all, Jan-feb is for cleaning up all those errors.

10.  Don’t rely just on MSWord.  Keeping in mind that I can use my cellphone, tablet, and even my journal and a pen to jot down parts of the story, and then transcribe it later.

There it is.  Ten rules to write by next year…well then again most of it can apply now, as well. :)

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He lays still
Beside me
A Golden Statue

Eyes closed,
He drifts to sleep.

I lay beside him,
Gently snuggling.
So afraid of disturbing
The journey into his dreams…

Yet wonder if I am there.
Eyes flicker, and then open
I wonder what
He is thinking.

Groggy, he speaks
To me
Inquiring something…
And drifts again,
Into a dream.

I wonder again
If I am there,
And how he feels,
And what will be…

I wonder if
He will

~K. Crumley, 9/1/2014

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I’ve recovered from
The pain
Buried the grief,
And shame…
Of settling,
and letting you
Treat me
That way.

Yet there’s
So much more to say…
But sometimes words unsaid
Are better off
That way.


KLC ~ 5/9/2014

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Impromptu Poem: Lost You

Woke up from a dream
Another dream
About you
Just a dream
But it felt
Like I lost you
All over

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Little Tolkienesque montage to demonstrate a current event…


Art imitates life once again…some interesting stories coming soon, reflecting my recent breakup. Here’s a little doll montage representing us. I like how he kind of looks like Snape and I kind of look like Sansa Stark. LOL

Originally posted on My Dolls And Doll Memes:

What has become of us?  What happened?  We had meant so much to each other? What has become of us? What happened? We had meant so much to each other?

The ultimate betrayal.  He should have never listened to Gollum! The ultimate betrayal. He should have never listened to Gollum!

So it's come to this?  Enguarde!  So it’s come to this? En guarde!

Truce!  I throw down my sword and surrender! Truce! I throw down my sword and surrender!

Forgiven, but not shall still pay for this deception! Forgiven, but not forgotten…you shall still pay for this deception!

The Quill is mightier than the sword. The Quill is mightier than the sword.

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Aunt Madea giving the best advice


Very true, and a very valuable lesson that I recently had learned. After my relationship ended I had difficulty moving on, it was hard to let go of someone I loved so deeply and so passionately. I caught this clip last week (before it was removed from youtube) and it really hit home.
Thank you Tyler, and Madea for reaching me when no one else could, and speaking these words that I really needed to hear…

Originally posted on laneycalifornia:

TV, music, and movies  can be silly and stupid, but they can also describe something you’ve never quite been able to. They can also make you think in a way that you’ve never thought before but now that you’ve been exposed to it you can never go back. Here’s one such scene from an unexpected source, Tyler Perry’s Aunt Madea (you MUST pay your whole attention to it):

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Sonny: What am I supposed to do now?

Madea: Get up and go on with your life. It’s all right to sit around and be depressed for a minute. Cry about it. Do whatever you have to do, but don’t stay there too long. Get up and go on with your life.

This is what I’ve learned in all these years on this earth. If somebody wants to walk out of your life, Let. Them. Go. Especially if you…

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Mad Alice II

Mad Alice

Mad Alice c/o dolldivine princess maker, Chessy Cat eyes & smile in photoship

Awake from a dream…
Or was it?

Where is he?

I still see his eyes,
Half-crazed grin.

How can it be?
Eyes and smile…
Haunt me.

In waking life
I wish I was…
Wish I was…
Still in Wonderland.

I recall our journey,
Envy of the
Singing blossoms…
As we passed them by.

For I was yours,
You were mine.

Lively tea parties.
I would sit
Perched on a mushroom,
As madcap characters
Dance around,
“Curiouser and Curiouser”
He weaves in and out
Of their revelry.


I believed he loved me,
Watched after me,
His wild tail curled around
My shoulders,
In protective fashion.


I believed I would
Always be there
In Wonderland
By his side.

As night becomes day.
As sunlight streams
Through windows
Burning my eyes.


The Red Queen
Covetous, wicked, rude…
Had banished me from that land.
Has she also
Stolen the HEART
Of my wild, mad cat?

Crazy Cat,
Where are you now?
Where have you gone…?

Awake in my bed,
Dreams still cloud my mind.
I cannot decide
What is real.
What is not…
I Wonder…

To which Land
My Mad Cat

Some may claim
Drove you
Away from me,
Lost your head…
Was it guilt or shame?

For in that world
I was as mad
As you were.
And that Madness
Was bliss.

And from that mad dream
I never wished to

~ ~ ~

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