Wordy Saturday!


I have always loved words. Words seem to be more powerful than anything. A simple word could make someone smile, laugh, cry, mad, and even destroy someone’s mental state. My Aunt, also a lover of words, has always made it a point to give new words and definitions when she speaks. Something I have always admired. Like my Aunt, I love to find words in different languages and I also really enjoy finding funny words with amazing meanings. I also dive into names. I like learning the reason behind the name. So, today I have 6 words to share. Six words I find interesting, funny, or just plain awesome.

Fard: Verb; to apply cosmetics to your face. This is hilarious.

Redamancy: Noun; The act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full. This words just sounds romantic.

Morosis: Noun; The stupidest of stupidest. Perfection.

Whelve: Noun. To bury something deep; to hide. Love this word.

Sillage: French. Noun. The scent that lingers in the air, the trail left in the water, the impression made in space after something or someone has been and gone; the trace of someone’s perfume. So beautiful.

Gleed: Noun. A glowing coal. Just plain cool.

Are there any words you love or just can’t stop saying? Let me know!

Megan Riot

Things are being loved. People are being used.


 I woke up and made some coffee and of course, my usual morning ritual, got on Pinterest for inspiration. I find so many cool things when I am looking for inspiration. And today, I woke up with this need of poetry to read and fall in to. So, there I lay in my bed curled up with my beautiful furbaby pit bull and look for the right emotions. I found quite a few for a project I am working on (to be announced at a later date) and then came across this one from John Green, Looking for Alaska. 

This hit home for me. I have been in multiple conversations about the society we live in with different generational people. 

When asked, ‘which one would bring love into your heart; things or people?’

To be honest, I wasn’t too surprised to hear both answers. I grew up in a home with a mother who was always more focused on money and getting the newest and best. As some might say, she is a spending whore . She would spend money on things she thought she needed, wanted, or had to have. And she never really spent money on the family unless it was Christmas or birthdays

I should mention that even if I don’t get along with my mother, I am grateful for how I was raised and all the things she did do for me.

Back to the original reason for this post. Ha.

I have also met both men and women who have chosen love for things over people. Money, cars, bling, clothes, huge house, and all the superficial things you can think of.

I am a firm believer of loving people over things. Now, when I refer to things; I mean items and objects not animals or nature. We were created to love others and take care of this earth that we are on and all that comes with it. We should be honorable over the things that were created to be used as well as using integrity with people.

Some where, we got lost and chose to love that big flat tv screen, that Lamborghini, the diamonds on celebrities, the clothes in the magizines instead of focusing on loving those around us. 

Let be real, when we leave this earth and become one with the dirt and worms; and our souls/spirits go to the other side (however you believe) … what are you taking with you? Nothing but your memories and heart. 

We should stop focusing on what we WANT over the NEED to connect. At some point, I hope more and more people will realize how amazing life is when you stop focusing on the things we were MEANT to use and the people who were MEANT to be loved.

I’m curious, how do you feel about this subject? 

Megan RaRa

Winter is Coming (A Poem)


The hair raised from my skin

The goose bumps began to rise

My bladder full

I began to whine

It’s too cold in this room

Too cold in this house

Feeling frozen in a no snow

Filled winter wonderland 

Burro and burro

Under the covers

I hug my sweet pit bull

I miss the warmth, the sun

Afraid this cold air

With freeze me into no one 

©Megan Riot Matthews

Meant to be?


Beginning to feel so confused

Lost in this  messy race

of to be or not to be

There are times, small moments

When I feel I’m all you need

Then there are other times

When I feel insecure and unworthy

Like this isn’t real

And there is no way that we are meant to be

But you make me smile

You make my heart beat

Is it wrong to want to hold on

To hold on to this feeling

But im still stuck in limbo

Just because I like you so

I’m stuck walking circles wondering

If we’re meant to be

© Megan Riot Matthews

Depression Cocoon 


When you dont want to budge

Moving seems impossible

The covers seem to devour me

And I give in to my new home

Let the dark sleep

Over take me and heal me

So tired of being sick

This hell, it just wont let go

Wrap me in a cocoon

Transform me into something beautiful

Like a light, bright butterfly

I sink and sink

Let the fog smother me

Good night for now

Until I find the courage to break free

© Megan Riot Matthews

Poem # 1


It has been a while since I have been able to pen some poetry. Poetry has always been my favorite form of writing. Reading poetry has always been a way for me to let loose the feelings in my mind. So, be kind, this is my first poem that I am posting in quite a few years.

The light sky blue roof of our world

It slowly began to shade me in darkness

The clear day with a shinning sun

The gray black clouds slowly took over

The warm wind turned ice cold

My skin was covered in bumps

My hair was standing up

I could feel the sadness settle down

Over, around, and under me

The ground was no longer stable and hard

It was soft and sink able

The mud suctioned my bare feet

Pulling me deeper into the pit

The tears streamed down my face

As the last of the light faded away

I was stuck


Left to fend for myself

I burrowed deeper and laid defeated

© Megan Riot Matthews