Hello. My name is Syneth and I am a 42 yr old divorced mom of a 21 yr. old son. I have loved writing as long as I can remember, be it poetry, short stories, articles, or whatever.

I spend my time reading, writing, and making chocolates for my customers, not really big yet, but working on it.
I write whatever seems to strike me at that time. Be it the dark side that everyone of us have, emotional or fanciful poetry, or short stories.

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My passion is ...

reading, gardening, animals, the great outdoors

I know too much about ...

animals, birds, teenage sons(lol)

My parents always told me ...

just wait till you have kids of your own

My childhood ambition ...

to be a writer

My favorite memory ...

the weekends at the Renaissance Faire

Why I write ...

to express myself in ways that my mouth can't

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

reading The House of Thunder by Dean Koontz

My first job ...

flipping burgers at Jack's

My best moment ...

the birth of my son

My inspiration ...

to get back to nature

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dancing

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Dancing in the moonlight, An orchestra only I can hear, Stirring up newly fallen leaves, Just celebrating life. Tall hemlocks and oaks Put a canopy over my head. Meadow clover, flowers, and moss create my stage, the moon a spotlight. Round and round, leaping, twirling Tossing leaves of red, orange, and gold, Rejoicing in life and the wonder of nature, Rejoicing in being alive. A meadow full of melodic sound All to rejoice with me I cannot hear a single note, I am in a world of my own making, So I dance alone.

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