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Well, let's see, I'm a single mom of 2 beautiful little girls, engaged to be married to a wonderful man. I have always loved to write. Grammar and Composition were my favorite subjects in school because I was good at it. I have also written alot of songs and

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression: 35 of 694
THE DARKNESS WITHINShe walks alone, a somber expression onher partially-hidden face, shielded by thehood of her cape. She pulls her hooddown low, as if to hide herself fromthe world. Or, perhaps, to hide the worldfrom herself. From the darkness inside her.The darkness tearing at the very depthsof her soul. Where it comes from... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Feelings: 92 of 818
COME WITH MEWhat do you dowhen your whole world feels like it's crashing down around you?What do you saywhen the pain is never-ending and there is no other way?Oh, who do you trustwhen your heart's been turned to dust,when your love's begun to burnlike the ashes in an urn.Oh, each day I sit and cry,I sit and wonder whyno one ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pacific Ocean: 2 of 17
OCEAN PARADISEThe calling of the seagulls,the crashing of the waves,the sand beneath your feetall parts of summer days.Little children building castles,or finding rocks and shells;couples walking hand-in-hand,enjoying the ocean's smells.Horns sounding in the distancesignal a boat is near;dogs barking happilyall sounds I love ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Intimacy: 5 of 42
WATERFALL NIGHTSThe raging of the waterfallmimics the passion in my heart,as my desire burns hot within me.As we hold each other close,our bodies are joined as one.He is my lover, my heart's desire.How I long for him with every fiber of my being,my every moment consumed by thoughts of him,making me smile.When we are apart, I ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On mothers: 57 of 172
A MOTHER'S LOVEMy little one,so sweet, so beautiful, so perfect.Ten tiny fingers and toes,two tiny feet and a tiny little nose.My little one,looking at me, knowing I am her mother.Grasping with her little hands and holding on tight,counting on me to make everything alright.My little one,how I love to hold her.Close to my brea... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My angel: 66 of 167
AN ANGEL ADOREDMy life seemed meaninglessas I lived it alone.I searched for lovein many different ways,only to find grief time and again.I spent my time fulfillinga natural desire while continuouslyignoring my heart's.But I knew this kind of lifestylecould not continue.My best friend found love,so why couldn't I?Then I found ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Daydreams: 20 of 47
REACH FOR THE STARSDo you, like me, have dreams in mind,but just can't seem to find the time?Just when you think you're in reach of one,your dream always seems to come undone.A beautiful bride I want to be,watching my lover look at me.Walking down to take his hand,and in front of God we'd standPromising to love no otheras we ... More..
Relationships & Family > Marriage & Divorce (Other) Are you ready for a relationship with a man who has children?: 9 of 17
I would not mind having a relationship with a man who has children. I am currently very good friends with a man who has a young son. I have 2 daughters myself, so any man I was with would have to respect that as well, and if he respected that I'm a mother, should I not show him the same respect that he's a father? My daughter... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 704 of 1317
DARK REFLECTIONI look in the mirror, what do I see?A crying face staring back at me.What have I done to feel this way?My love, I could not get you to stay.You are gone, what can I do?I never want to stop loving you.The tears just don't seem to want to stop.My heart is torn, the pain feels so hot.It feels like a sword right th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death: 388 of 693
TORN AWAYHe was a man I loved in a special way,because he understood my thoughts,fears, and emotionsthey mimicked his own.This understanding created a bond which I thoughtwould never be broken.He was my confident, and I was his.He was also a soldier, and I loved him for his braveryas he was sent overseas to fight the evil of ... More..