📌 Scorched Notes
Welcome to the Notice Board: a weekly record of what I’m writing, reflecting, or remembering. Each post is tagged by tier: Walkabout (public), Circle (email subscriber), Vault (premium).
Fresh ink, pinned with intent. Newest entries on top.
🗓 July 22, 2025
Into the Fire, Volume I: The Pressure (Ko-fi)
The first full poetry collection from Liora Writes: 21 pages of visual, layered poems available for purchase/download on Ko-fi. Details in post.
Sometimes we burn quietly. This one lit the match.
🗓 July 21, 2025
Into the Fire, Volume I: The Pressure (Vault)
The first full poetry collection from Liora Writes: 21 pages of visual, layered poems shared first with Vault subscribers.
Sometimes we burn quietly. This one lit the match.
🗓 July 6, 2025
“When I go out / To do things I do / The universe provides / Other parts of my crew”
Calling All Freaks (Walkabout)
Shoutout to the beautifully different, the ones who remind me I'm never alone.
“Deep down I know / My path is solid / I've divined my true calling”
Becoming (Circle)
A poem about transformation: from pain and loss to beauty and hope.
"My mind's like a bee most days / It never stops. Just buzz buzz buzz"
Pulse Check (Vault)
Musings & Mewsings: A rhythm check on my creative life: writing, grief, cats, and the slow climb back.
🗓 June 29, 2025
“Bull head / And full of pride / You couldn't leave it / Without doing 'your part'”
Last Butt Dial (Circle)
Ode to my brother, the last time we talked. Companion piece to Ten Years to the Day, same loss, different lens.
“She called me from his phone. / I thought it was just Steve having some weird thought. / In my stupor, I silenced it.”
Ten Years to the Day (Vault)
Deepcut Reflection: On the tenth anniversary of his death, unspooling my thoughts on losing my brother.
🗓 June 22, 2025
“Sarah turned around to survey the damage, noting with irony that at least she wasn't bored anymore.”
In the Wee Hours (Walkabout)
This piece was written in response to Reedsy Prompt Contest #304: “Center your story around an author, editor, ghostwriter, or literary agent”
“Rant about surface / Ignore the context / Shout into the void / Clearly you're vexed”
Knee-Jerk (Circle)
A poem born in the comments of "Dangerous Fool" on social media.
"I lay on your doorstep / Waiting in fear / Pleading, making no sound"
Last Breath (Vault)
A quiet farewell to Tiny and the ones I couldn’t reach in time.
🗓 June 15, 2025
“Stretch a dad joke for miles / But tell it so good / People gathered / Round to listen / Expecting more than they should”
Dather's Fay (Walkabout)
A poem of silliness and spoonerisms for my beloved, silly father.
“Beans, beans / A musical fruit / The more you eat / The more you toot”
Poetry by Dad (Walkabout)
A couple of poems my dad used to tell me when I was a kid - pure silliness.
"Now the last thing we do / Is see eye to eye / Can't agree the sky is blue / The divisions make me sigh"
Uncommon Sense (Walkabout)
Social commentary on a rare ability.
“He sailed the seas / Away more than not / Still their connection grew”
A Father's Gifts (Circle)
Ode to my father and the wonderful lessons he taught me.
“We talked of the crime in the place that we were / Also what might be the why / People living in unbalanced ways / Mostly life leaving them dry”
Shuttle Reflections (Vault)
A shuttle ride, a conversation, an effort to change a mind set on contempt.
🗓 June 14, 2025
June Newsletter: updates on current projects (Circle)
“Here we go / Four years of this / Only months in / Edging close to abyss”
8647 (Circle)
Yeah, it means what you think it means...#NoKingsDay
“Does it serve you / To allow others to / Always do your thinking”
Present and Accounted For (Circle)
A wake-up and call-to-arms wrapped in one. #NoKingsDay
““You’re fired!” / You scream / As spit flecks the screen / Clearly, you know what you’re doing”
Dangerous Fool (Vault)
No idea who this could possibly be about...#NoKingsDay
“Through millennia / They started to see / Grouped all together / Much stronger they’d be”
The Balance (Walkabout)
History has a way of repeating if we don't learn the lessons. #NoKingsDay
“Can’t believe it happened / Someone finally flipped / Your insults back on you / All you do is trip”
TACO Man (Circle)
A petty tyrant in a cheap red hat, screaming into the void he created. #NoKingsDay
🗓 June 8, 2025
“The road calls / Sun is shining / Ride ‘til afternoon”
Ride-Or-Die (Walkabout)
Ever get so spun up on something that you have to schedule another thing you really love?
“What’s it to us / Sitting on sidelines / Who have no dog in the fight?”
Dilution (Circle)
This is about the irony of crying “reverse discrimination” when someone loses the head start they’ve always relied upon.
“Hello Elon, / So glad you’re here! / I have a job just for you!”
First Buddy (Vault)
Sometimes truth really is stranger than fiction.
🗓 June 1, 2025
“Days it rained so hard / Waded in the streets / No umbrella could save me / I’d call a cab to get home / Day spent seeking warmth / Then head out again, bracing”
The Rainfall (Walkabout)
When the rain feels endless, but you keep stepping forward anyway.
“In prison, you either wise up or you get played every damn day. You might end up dead.”
Tracks (Vault)
Short Story - This piece was written in response to Reedsy Prompt Contest #303: “Write a story with the line ‘I didn’t have a choice.’”
"Tracks" is part of an expanding body of work.
🗓 May 31, 2025
“We’d sit on the hoods of our Humvees at night gazing up at the stars, so bright it looked like diamonds scattered on a velvet cloth inches in front of us. Like I could reach out and pluck one out of the sky at any time.”
Deepcut Reflections: Memorial Day (Vault)
Long-Form Essay - A personal reckoning with memory, grief, and survival. This piece traverses the desert of what it means to serve, to return, and to remember.
“Somewhat spicy / Sass purely divine / She almost gave up / But chose my lifeline.”
Olive Blessing (Circle)
A tribute to a colony cat turned house companion, this poem traces Olive’s quiet fight for survival.
“Try to plan / One thing or another / Slammed in the forehead / Why do I bother?”
#PoetProblems (Walkabout)
An ode to the creative spiral—where hunger, logic, and schedules are no match for a line that demands to be written.
🗓 May 26, 2025
“Where did you go / How far did you walk / To serve and defend”
Lost to US (Walkabout)
A quiet tribute for the ones who never made it back and the ones still carrying them.
🗓 May 25, 2025
“Still she leaned in to fit / Anywhere that would have her / Brought integrity and wit / Always met with a dagger”
Brokey Brain Blues (Vault)
Bright minds in dim rooms. This one hums with the friction of not fitting.
“How dare you compare / Your plight to those lesser / In any possible frame”
Greedy Ba$tard (Vault)
Sharp-edged truth aimed at those who wear power like a trophy.
“Sometimes I feel tall / Able to stand out / Others I’m just small / Wandering about”
Push (Circle)
For those still standing in the churn, choosing forward anyway.
“Looking out, over the water / A lady on the trail walked over / So sweet and polite, she said to me / Do you have just a moment or three?”
Trail Chat (Walkabout)
Born from a passing exchange, so simple, but still inspired me.
🗓 May 24, 2025
“People nearest to me / Sometimes scream / Even shout”
Crappon Thoughts (Circle)
Unraveling in real time and reformation. The hum of a busy brain unfiltered.
“My future is calling / It’s on my caller ID / I’m taking this call / My response is carefree”
Different Today (Walkabout)
A quiet shift and a beginning.
