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My name is Kim and writing is a passion. Although I have not agressively persued publication of my work, I have had poetry published in National Geographic .

I continue to work with my community. Writing for local papers and creating flyers and pamphlets aimed

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Inner struggles: 8 of 531
So deep and unrewarding given all the here and there IN and out without a doubt unsatisfied for sure Never living down the HUGE betrayal from the past Each step just a memory of how long the sins will lastWant to Break into the sunlight comfort lies withinFamiliar in the unrelenting fakeness there again 'Screaming for anoth... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Choices: 3 of 99
What a beautiful baby so soft and alive. A head of hair something to see. Loves to be rocked and I love to oblige. She's such a sweet part of me. I was so young when she came to be. Times they were certainly tough. As each day went by I would ask myself why ?Why my life seemed all to rough? Remembering the days when I was a... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Missing someone: 7 of 184
Written Absent SorrowsIF only I could speak the wordsI often choose to writePerhaps the unrewarding endWould finally shed some lightIf only He could feel the painDeep inside my heartMaybe he would know the tearsThat some days rip me apartMy son is living his own lifewhich I am not a partAnd each time he enters my mindAgain th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Madness: 7 of 160
Unrelenting UnrelentingThe rage the pain the unrelenting shamedragging me down to that fiery flameTears burning my face where they've fallen beforeI've a feeling I'm knocking on the devil's doorEmotions controlled with the fury from fearMaybe I'll never get out of hereAm I to be locked down? Is that the price?If so then I cho... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My painful past: 9 of 185
As she opens the door to the closethidden well in the depths of her being.Some of the contents she's shared with a friend.Some she will never set free.A young child so confused yet forgiving.Loving her daddy so.The touch of his hand made her nauseous.Something was wrong yet she just didn't know.So many years of intrusion.Unab... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Longing: 4 of 76
The Drive to RepairVerse 1 Now the drive left me with memoriesof how it used to beback when weekend family timemeant you'd be here with meA young man on a missionyou were full of attitudeYou looked just like your daddyyou used to be my little dudeChorus Oh~ the music starts to playand the tears begin to flowmy heart beats a l... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Questions: 7 of 132
QuestionsThe day's so uneventfuleach and every one the samecausing me to questionam I living life to tame?My heart so full of emptinessalways searching forthe answer to the questionIs there something more?SLeepless nights the norm nowmaking clear thoughts obsoletecircling images appearwill I ever not feel beatAll these questi... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Domestic abuse: 3 of 56
But Did She Have To Die? As they pulled into the driveway from their night out on the town. She had no idea how her life would turn around. . A few drinks and alot of tension. Stresses from the day. Led to acts so brutal forced her to her knees. She prayed. She had never felt the power of his angered tightened fist. The pow... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drinking: 10 of 172
Lyin' to herself, another drink on the shelf,Puts her back into that special, sacred place.Drownin' out the sorrow, could care less about tomorrow,As she wipes the teardrops from her face.Dreamin' of a place to hide it, her whole life bound by it,Sinking in the hell she knows so well.Looking for the answer today, she knows it... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Helpless: 3 of 49
When Her Daughter CriesMom settles in much like beforeDrifting off to sleepA familiar voice calls from the doorin tears.."mommy help me"Again her daughter's racing thoughts Just wont let her restCatastraphysing every moveConvinced she'll fail the testShe reaches for her mother's touchHear mom say she's alrightIt doesn't ease ... More..