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About me - Michelle Stockwell

I am a caring person who only likes to see the good in other. I have learnt that for me writing poetry is a way for me to release some of the emotions etc that i find hard to talk of. I hope that some of my poems and writing will help others to realise that

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Autumn
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As summer season leaves us, new scents of autumn fill the air, leaves crimson, brown and gold, scatter without a sound, twisting, turning, tumbling ever so gently to the ground. Trees are left bare and spindly, naked in the cold. birds evening song grows quieter as they make their southward flight. Fires burning in log firep... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Uniqueness

children of the light We suffer in silence in a world of our own, Children of light, lost and alone, our Innocence taken at such a young age, victims of violence, torture and rage, We travel through hurdle's across many miles, our dreams, our fantasy's help fuel our smiles. Dreams of flying in the wings of love, embraced by ... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Child abuse
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See the child roam the streets at night, So alone and cold with fright, She knows not who or where to turn, not to trust is what she's learned. Deep in her heart she yearns for love, she raises her eyes to the sky above, she prays for forgiveness though she's done no wrong, she prays for the chance, the chance to belong. More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Emotions

The fear comes from nowhere hitting me like a bullet right through the heart of me. Not moving, not breathing, all seems distant, clouding of vision until I cannot see. Time passes yet I am unaware, lost in a world, cloaked in darkness somewhere. Back in reality I cant figure it out, What's happening to me? What's it all abo... More..

Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Childhood memories

She was made to do the washing up, she had to stand on a chair as too small to reach the sink. staring out of the window, watching the swing in the garden gently sway side to side, she heard her come into the kitchen. Her little heart was pounding, she felt the thumps in her chest, quickly but carefully she tried to do the d... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Inner struggles

Forgotten left alone with memories of my past, wrapped around and inside me like a tight hard plaster cast. Alone as on an island this is how it seems. far away in the distance no one can hear my plea's, Trying to find escapism to run from internal screams Flashes from old memories old ghost's that haunt in dreams. living a ... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Feelings

One starts to feel whole, a part of all, until actions cause a shatter, a heart breaks, a fall. Ones heart takes a plunge into the being the Pitt, not to be spoke of don't speak of it. Cannot let go, yet afraid to say that felt hurt and emotion wont go away. Happy? unhappy? those question's asked, yet smiles hide sadness a s... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Children's holiday poems
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I stood and watched you staring at our Christmas tree so tall. With all its pretty lights and twinkling gold tinsel. You looked so overwhelmed when you turned to me to say Mummy how much longer is it until Christmas day? As i would like to show Santa our pretty shining tree, then whilst he's sitting down i will climb upon hi... More..

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