Articles written by Laura Leigh Fields - Page 5

Where Knowledge Rules

What is Helium

About me - Laura Leigh Fields

I was born, I live, and someday I shall die. It is all the times in between that seem to matter most. I am complex and simple. In general, I try to be the life of the party. I am a big kid at heart. I love to laugh and I have a demented sense of humor. I

+ more bio information

RSS Feed

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Poverty: 4 of 76
~Broken and poor~ I have no money, I have no food. I have nobody, My health is never good. I have no home, I sleep where I lay. I have no job. I get no pay. There are no shoes on my feet. I have tattered clothes on my back. I never get to go anywhere. I do not know how to act. I can not wash. I have no soap. People make fun ... More..
Celebrations & Holidays > Wedding Planning Wedding planning woes: How to avoid wedding disaster: 2 of 38
My wedding was one for the books. If something could go wrong, it did. I had planned for my special day many months ahead of time but when it came down to the final days, it seemed things went all to pieces. By no means was my wedding a flop but, it came close a time or two. The simple things were the ones that no one told m... More..
Food & Drink > Poultry Recipes Recipes: Deep fried chicken wings: 1 of 19
Here in the heart of the south, deep fried chicken wings are more than a quick and yummy treat that can be prepared in a variety of ways. They are a necessity at get-togethers and are one of the first things most southern women learn to cook. If you have never made or eaten them you don't know what you are missing! When you ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The unknown: 6 of 112
I trudge forward, I am really kind of scared. Things seem so dark and mysterious, Yet I feel I've already been there. A nudging feeling beckons to me. Dare I keep moving on? What will this path hold for me? I don't want to be alone. I go through the motions. I play the games. I know so many faces, with unforgotten names. "Ca... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pay day: 3 of 55
- Blue Collar Blues I work for a living. My jobs are always blue collar. I have done most anything, just to make a dollar. Six bucks an hour seems like a lot. Those who work for a living know it is not. I add up the hours. I hope for the extra cash. I secretly know it just won't last. I am a slave to the grind. I work my fin... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: War in Iraq: 7 of 128
Somewhere beyond the horizon, Past where my eyes can see. There are soldiers fighting. They are trying to protect me. They are looking for freedom, And days that could never happen. They are battling their best, In a feud they may not win. They have left their families. They are willing to die. They love a country, That's be... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Relaxing: 5 of 91
~ My day off ~ I might sit out on the porch, Or lay in the yard. I am not doing chores today, They're just too dang hard. I have worked all week, And now I am ready to rest. I think I will just stare in space, It's what I do best. Maybe I will drink some beer, And eat some fast food. I will probably rent a movie, I hope the ... More..
Parenting & Pregnancy > Teen Challenges Arguments for parental control of teens' music choices: 2 of 36
Arguments for the parental control of a teen's music choices vary far and wide. For the most part, it is a common ground though. Somewhere buried deep in the archives of secret rules must be a law that parents can't like or understand the music their child does. Every time I turned on my favorite songs as a teen, my parents ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Blank canvas: 8 of 140
The blank canvas lies before me. There is so much excitement that it holds. I think of all the possibilities. A new artistic world unfolds. A blank canvas is a treat. It is something fresh and new. There are so many things that I can make. There is a lot I can do. Everything must be perfect. I see so many possibilities. My c... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Motherhood: 3 of 52
~ My Izzy ~ You are my incredible boy, My little sweet tater pie. You are the reason I live. For you I would die. Your smile enlightens me. Your hug makes me feel warm. I hope I can always, Protect you from harm. I want to be a good example. I want to learn from you. I want to be, All you want me to. I like to play games wit... More..