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About me - Joyce Logan

I started expressing myself thru poetry when I was 14 and my mom told me I had to break up with my boyfriend.
I wrote a poem about how I felt and I woke the next morning to my mom's sobs as she read the poem.
My poems reflect feelings and actual events, I learned

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Politics, News & Issues > Justice System Critique of America's justice system: 29 of 79
This Can't Happen In America.....but it does and it didI want to begin this article by quoting a few statements I recently found on some websites.Then I will write my article.The reason for this is to bring to your attention this astounding problem that sits at each of our own very back doors. One does not begin to recognize ... More..
Pets & Animals > Pet Ownership How to recover after the death of a pet: 14 of 37
I'd have to say recovering after the death of a pet is made easier made getting another pet. Right now I am without a dog of my own because I just don't want to go through that pain again. i was quite surprised to find the impact that Cory's death had on me. I had lost family and while I won't begin to suggest that Cory meant... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Friendship: 135 of 301
No matter what the problem, no matter how big or how smallI can remember those eyes, the caring there, and forget it allNo matter how wicked the rest of the world seemsI can remember the twinkle, the understanding,three small words and get lost in my dreamsThey can cut me to pieces from day break to day endAnd I can withstand... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love's anguish: 80 of 172
I just wanted you to know, to really know, that I do understandFeelings, unlike material things, are not subject to demandYou can't make your heart quit hurting, no matter how much you wish you couldCan't choke back those tears, smile make it go away, no matter how much you wish it wouldYou go through life's motions dazed by ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drinking: 83 of 172
Sometimes I hate him fiercely with everything I've gotI think of how he's lazy, and he's definately a sotThe home he was so proud of, looks worse day by dayI'm sick and I'm ashamed when the neighbors pass this wayHe flicks his ashes in the floor, throws beer cans in the grassAnd all he ever wants to do is lay around on his a-... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Feminine wisdom: 8 of 16
Mr. World, I know there's much you've seen and heard, and so you must be wise So I'd like to ask a favor of such a teeny size Could you send me one dear person who'll love me cause I'm me and not because my eyes, they're here to help me see and not because my hair, it keeps my ears from cold, and not because my lips, for man... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love between a mother and daughter: 92 of 176
Dear Mom,If Only I had known what I know now, I could have saved you hurt and painAnd you could very proudly bow, and say you've never had to strainBecause you had a perfect child, that never ever got you riledI'd never known had I not gave birth, just exactly what you're worthBut now I know what you've been throughAnd for th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Rain: 138 of 252
Just when you're thinking there is no hopeWondering how much longer you'll manage to copeAwaiting each day with impending dreadKnowing what should be and what is insteadThe sinking realization that there's not much choice....THUNDER marches in with the softest voiceLightning strikes and lights like dayBut it's done in the gen... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pregnancy: 26 of 46
Growing up can be a painful thingWith all the heartaches it can bringThings that once didn't concern you at allNow loom toward you, growing ever so tallTo be forced to grow up before you feel it is right,is enough to fill even the best of us with frightAnd just when you think things might turn out okay,you find out a baby's o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Bitter: 48 of 84
I don't understand him, don't know what makes him tickI know one thing for sure, whatever it is, it's sickHe's hard, he's mean, self centered is the wordThe way he thinks, the things he says, today it is absurdI've tried, I've tried, patience is not my best traitGuess I'll have to forget it and leave it up to fateI have to be... More..