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My name is Patricia Kelley
I actually started writing when I was about 7-years-old in my diary. And, then I progressed to poetry. Over the years, I have received recognition for my work. Writing for me is a passion, if I cannot write. I cannot breathe. And

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 2 of 1320
Tell Me, Where Are The Angels?Tell me, what is it that allows you to breathe, when your lungs are filled with hot air from the lies you tell?Tell me, what is it that allows your heart to beat after you have broken so many hearts, with words from your red curled tongue that lash out like spiraling whips, tearing the flesh to t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pro life: 7 of 47
There seems to be no justice for the innocentThere seems to be no trialIs abortion-assisted suicide?Is it the right to die, or is it the right to murder?It seems that a man walks free after killing a helpless childWhat is the price of a broken heart left to mend?What is the cost of freedom when your soul cries out?What is the... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Cowgirls: 1 of 4
Cold winds wrapped in soft black cashmere, softly glides across soft delicate skin.Nylon hose that slide across soft velvet white skinBlack high-heeled bootsWhite skirt overlaid in black laceOne Black cowboy hatOne Black pair of jeansCar door opensOne handsome cowboyOne lovely Lady to followElectric garage door opensTwirling ... More..
Jobs & Careers > Office Politics The more annoying co-worker: The tattletale or the gossip: 9 of 35
The tattletale without a doubt is the most annoying and troublesome employee in the work field, her eyes move in like a focus lens focusing in on everyone spying and reporting to the supervisors'.She will be the first one to run to the boss when someone wears their dress half inch above the dress code, while she herself will ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Observing: 12 of 40
JezebelShe stands at the rooftop shouting, with her stranded seductive voice to lure men that walk passed her, with her long black hair concealing her adulterous breast, with the heat of her dark eyes spinning into the groins of men.Come here; take my hand to the field where ecstasy grows.Why wait, you know you want itOnly I ... More..
Health & Fitness > Digestive Diseases Causes of digestive diseases: 1 of 3
Digestive disease can be caused by many factors. It can be caused by eating to hurriedly and not chewing your food long enough to get the saliva to help working in breaking the food apart. It can also be caused by drinking cold drinks while you eat leaving your stomach at a cool temperature where food is not properly digested... More..
Parenting & Pregnancy > Parenting (Other) How to: The real Santa Claus revealed: 3 of 7
Santa Claus pauses sleepily trailing down the stairway bumpy, humpty, bump without realizing the change, he's tripping over his pajamas. I thought it was just sleep in his eyes, but instead it was his night cap hanging over his brow making it where he could not see his next step. He clumsily falls at the end of the stairs. Al... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Falling in love: 286 of 614
Perfect LoveMy soul sings out loud about a perfect love.That perfect love that shines through me, oh, that perfect love that calms the sea, that perfect love that directs my course that perfect love is deposited in me. It is that unknowing love that attracts them to me, like bees to honey. It is more than a love between a man... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spiritual: 312 of 656
Names of God Most High Oh, My Lord is EL ELYON; He is The God Most High.Oh, My Lord is ELOHIM; He is the God of Power, who speaks creation with words.Oh, My Lord is called Jehovah; He is the God, who breathes air into life.Oh, My Lord is Jehovah SHAMMAH; He lives inside of me.Oh, My Lord is Jehovah JIREH; He meets all of my n... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a friend: 98 of 200
Herbs For LifeI read her words today, covered by dust, they lay. Now, I hear her scream of quiet days spent. As now she lies silent only leaving a few words and notes behind. Now, I can see her in the corner signing communicating to the world what she saw, vividly explaining to every detail until that silent alarm went off, a... More..