My newest artist and poetry chapbook is now available off Kindle or as a Paperback on Amazon.com. It’s called , “Painfully sane: Poetry and Artwork by Emily Sturgill. The kindle version is $5.49 and the paperback is $15.00.
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About Sex in the Kitchen Sink.
Hello. My name is Emily H. Sturgill. I began this blog on WordPress.com in 2012.
All the featured images, artwork and Poetry belong to me unless otherwise noted.
Every poem is written by me and I retain copyrights to everything posted on this blog unless otherwise noted.
I have been using the self-publishing platform through Amazon’s KDP program. I have self-published a total of 22 books over the last seven years. Now I am in the process of releasing my 23rd. Of the 23 books there are 17 Artwork and Poetry chapbooks, 2 Poetry Anthologies that I edited, 2 Artist chapbooks, 1 personal memoir and lastly 1 Fictional collection of short stories.
Some of my poetry in my new chapbook was first published on this site. In those cases I have dated and marked published on http://www.sexinthekitchensink.wordpress.com. I am still the original author and artist of this blog.
Why write?
Why write? 7/12/19
I’ve been
writing poetry
since I was
8 years old.
It’s not always
good,
but sometimes it’s
bold.
Poetry and Artwork
are Summaries
of these things
I share with you.
small snippets
of creativity
like a cavity
pulled out of
thin air,
like lyrics
without
music
not singing verses,
my mind rehearses
words without Song.
Traffic
Traffic- 7/12/19
Running on Empty.
Running late,
only Green lights
but I’d stop for Red.
it’s that time again,
where my cycle
begins anew.
It brings the Red rain.
It brings the solid pain.
the cramping,
the bending,
the twisted torso.
but somehow this month
it’s 3 days late.
not too sure what to do
and it’s just another waiting game,
of wait and see.
Running on Empty.
Running late,
only Green lights
but I’d stop for Red.
Words
Words- 7/12/19
Words whisper
secretly off of
my subconscious
mind.
A bottomless pit
of Rhyme.
Words whisper
deep down
through my arm
into my finger-tips
and down deeper
into this pen.
Words whisper
so softly
I often
don’t hear them.
I have to reach
backwards
then
up into thin air
to catch my Muse,
with her
deafening stare.
Tiger
Tiger- 7/12/19
Sleeping Tiger
instead of stripes,
he’s covered in tattoos.
So much black ink,
split
into Artwork,
covering his back
like creeping ivy.
Tiger sleeps,
curled up
fetal style.
Pajama bottoms
barefooted
his day off,
from 40 hour shifts.
Sleeping Tiger
a 45 year old male.
New Poetry and Artist chapbook…
Thursday 7/11/19
I just submitted a new manuscript to Amazon.com’s Kindle Platform.
It is roughly 65 pages of Poetry, Drawings, a couple paintings and lots of Photography.
It might take a few days to become available but when it does the kindle version will cost $5.49 and the paperback will cost $15.00. It’s signed up with the Match book program so if you buy a paperback the ebook is only 99 cents.
The new chapbook is called “Painfully Sane:Poetry and Artwork.” by Emily H. Sturgill, 2019.
You can buy it right off Amazon.com using my Author’s page link:
Pain paves my way.
6/19/19
Pain paves my way
It passes over my body
In bent and twisted ways.
It follows me everywhere.
For at least 1/4 of every month.
I try to fight it.
Heated blankets and tylenol.
I usually lose the fight.
Pain knows all the tricks.
Pain fights dirty breaks the rules.
Pain is part of my journey and
It whispers secrets just to me.
Pain paves my way.
balance 6/15/19
Balance
There is a tightrope I walk
it covers miles of canyons
which sink to depths I’ve never seen.
And the sky above is vast and huge
those tall summit heights I’ll never climb.
But the in-between is my tightrope.
I’m very fortunate to have a safety net
consisting of family, friends and even some strangers
off the internet.
This is all in place
just in case I stumble or fall.
It’s my saving grace.
I’ve been walking this same tightrope
since I was only 18.
Despite being terrified of heights,
I must continue walking this rope
above great canyons
It’s a process, a journey which never ends,
a struggle to find balance.
Swimming with sharks
Swimming with Sharks 6/15/19
Summer brings warmer waters.
Summer welcomes beautiful oceans,
and breathless seas.
Sandy white beaches, scattered sea shells and
thrilling deep diving.
Summer brings tranquility, solace and happiness.
Be wary of that deep dive and all those thrills however…
Summer’s warm waters also brings
sharks closer to the shores.
Before you know it if your not careful
you’ll be swimming with sharks
turning the beauty of the ocean
into a scarlet tide
not only dark red deep
but terrifying
what once was so beautiful
can turn on you
you’ll be lucky if you make it out alive.
you’ll be lucky if you survive.
and that’s how I feel
as I struggle with my manic-depression.
It contains all the beauty of the entire ocean
but the sharks swim there too.
