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I am 56 years old, born April 18, 1952, 0945 hours in a small town in Northeast Arkansas. I am an Aries female, ascending sign Cancer. ...Now, you can figure out more about me than most people know... Welcome to

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Self-reflection: 3 of 485
Will this ever be over?It happened again;it was not supposed to beBut there, in the nightit happened to me.Sneaks up like a serpentthe vengeance I bearWithout time to think,No time to prepare.With thoughts so unkind,the struggle begins.Over and over again,Battle of the minds.It's gone on now for years.Each year there's more g... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lonely: 3 of 199
Together, aloneTogether were we; lonely was I,Sadness and anger our constant companions.Emperor were you; peasant girl was I. Court jester only for you, your approval to gain.You are his majesty the king; I am keeper of the home,Courtyards, vineyards, and our children I tend.Kingdoms here and lands afar your attention demand;... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Remembering: 19 of 267
Garden Swing MemoriesIn the even of day when the sun is low,the warmth of the day still glowing,I sit upon my garden swing,reminiscing the years before.Things that were, that could have been,or could have been otherwise,matter little now, only lingering scentsin the aroma of times gone by.The children's swings are quiet now,N... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Would you mind?: 1 of 14
If I Told You, Would You Mind?If I told you that I watch from afar,would you mind if I stepped nearer to you?If I told you that with the whisper of your namemy body aches for you, would you come to me?If I told you that you alone quench the fire of unchecked desireburning me deeply tonight, would you hold me to your heart?If ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lessons in life: 22 of 200
Forgiving LifeHave I learned from my past?What will I carry into my future?Instead of feeling guilt because I am still alive,I embrace the fact that I am.Harboring anger for past pain inflicted upon me fades andI am strong because of it.Tears of frustration are replaced by rediscovery of laughter.Fear is replaced by anticipat... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: You're on my mind: 3 of 27
You're On My MindOur eyes met as if never before,Locking in silence but longing within.Unexpected emotion flooded my being;the woman I used to be was stirring again.My racing pulse and tingling skinbrought by only a look from you, a most special man.Is it meant to be? Is it just me?I dare not ask, yet I must know, you see.You... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: In my dreams: 32 of 214
In My DreamsSleepless nights bring unexpected thoughts,many of which cause me to panic.Scenes of things that could go wrongfind their way into my room.Why can't I find the right words to say?Surely my judgement is foolish...what is wrong with me?I overstep boundaries... I have no right?!?The questions broadcast over and over ... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Self reflection: 28 of 174
Life After His Death?For what seems like an eternity, life has been a tad more than challenging. No, it has not been unbearable, never could I nor would I say such a thing. However,...Living in the "Bible Belt" had its perks, especially if you were into tyranny. But as a little girl whose family believed holiness began and en... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Say & spell my name correctly: 1 of 6
My Name Is Really Not That Difficult!I am 56 years old, born April 1952, in a small town in Northeast Arkansas. My name is a very simple one; it's really not that difficult!I am an Aries female, ascending sign Cancer. ...Now, you can figure out more about me than most people know... Welcome to my world! ...but please, spell m... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Family memories: 3 of 17
Family Memories, through childish eyes...Even now I can see the table spread with all the goodness of my mother's hands. What a feast! Every night, every morning, and if school was out, every day at noon. Mother prepared the meals in a way that only she could prepare. Seasoned with just a touch of salt, a little pepper, a spr... More..