My name is Mary. I will start off telling you what I am NOT. I am not a complicated person, what you see is what you get. I spend my days writing my heart out, mostly working on my second young adult novel. Poetry is a means of escaping , the words flow out
+ more bio informationSleep calls to me but I do not comelying restlessly in the dark of nighthearing the beat of my heart thump thumpagainst my chest.Thoughts of sleep I push awayI think of all the things done todaythose tasks unfinished as wellMy eyes heavy with fatiguemy heart heavy with sorrowfor the world's bewildering plight.I pray but words... More..
I woke up one morning and I saw gray hairs. I never noticed them before. Where have I been? How could those gray hairs go unnoticed all of this time? I frantically began to rip everyone out I could see but underneath the first layer of grays were another layer, some scattered throughout, teasing and taunting me. I could even ... More..
If one can not afford goldand look to things in life boldfervently stuff that matter notthat bringeth fretting over stuff which rotbut love and giving us be freewhen giving bits of self to theespinning time in hearts of goldthat love is which one can behold. More..
When the wind lifts golden leaves aloft,and summer fades into a memory soft.I sigh and wish for June againand the moments and places that we've been.So sad the yearning young hearts bringthat lover's song that winter singsThose summer words we barely knewMy darling, My dear...I love you. More..
When my husband and I and our young daughter moved here to Maryland about five years ago we were utterly amazed at the social and cultural differences which starkly contrasted the cultural differences in the small town of Georgia from which we moved, there were very few, if any I could remember. Culture shock. Culture what, I... More..
I remember the day, it was in June 2002, my mother had called to tell me that she had just left her doctors office and then asked me was I sitting down. I knew it in my gut and I didn't want to hear what she had to say but I sat down and listened. My mother told me she had Nasalpharangeal cancer. I had no idea what that reall... More..
There are those of us who believe in Jesus and then there are those of us who believe that he was the ONE and true Messiah, that he came to earth for the purpose of saving all humanity from past, present and future sin. Sin defined, is anything that directly or indirectly goes against the word of God which is found in the Bib... More..
Oh! Eternal DiscontentWinds mournful crySpirits seized between space and timeother side of eternal lightfaces, frightened soulsseeking light, reachingsearching, helpless, hopelessincapable helping handsobserving, eyes pleada fate, a final pricechoices made with irresolution.Hastily pondering escapeEscape from hell and peril n... More..
There are more pressing matters on this earth than Greenland's melting glaciers. It is astounding to witness the many issues we haven't even taken care of in our own back yards. Pesticide usage in our yards, run off of dangerous chemicals we use to wash our vehicles every weekend, gas fumes from those dumpy cars we insist hol... More..
Are Bratz dolls appropriate for young girls? Sure, if we want our young girls, our future women, to dress like street hookers. I mean, come on people, think about it for a minute. These Bratz dolls are just that...Brats. They irresponsibly portray what society deems a "hot sell." You're popular if you look like a street walke... More..
Mary Tilley
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