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I am a writer, recent community college graduate, past Treasurer of the Gamma Gamma Chapter of Alpha Gamma Sigma State Honor Society (CA), Notary Public, and National Notary Association member.

I graduated with High Honors from Cuesta College (San Luis Obispo,

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My heart: 2 of 196

Song of the Heart When the dew caresses the myrtle tree... When the sunrise smiles on the peony... When the rose is kissed by the honey bee... My heart shall sing of you. When a calm breeze sighs through the morning air... When the song of life echoes everywhere... When the sky boasts freedom from every care... My heart shal...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Parents: 3 of 74

MOTHERS I think that I shall never see a brush surpass the artistry That brings to bud the eve or morn a helpless little babe is born The delicate maternal bloom that sheds a fragrant new perfume, That nutures with the nectar of a sweet and freely flowing love And fills her field with beauty spread by outstretched arms and s...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Time: 35 of 686

The Clock Ticks On Wide eyes wake... Rattles shake... Windows break... And the clock ticks on... Passions urge... Emotions surge... Conflicts merge... And the clock ticks on... Dreams estrange... Perspectives change... Lives rearrange... And the clock ticks on... Faces glow... Commitments grow... Attainments show... And the ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Self-reflection: 27 of 458

Ashes The flicker of a tiny spark makes contact and ignites A tentative and fragile flame within an aimless life. A wayward breeze enticing, flare heightens into blaze... Encircling...enveloping...engulfing as it strays. The raging fire spreading rampant through a willing mind, Consuming with relentless passion, scorches con...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Emptiness: 12 of 185

Pennies I peer beneath the water's sparkling surface staring through ripples in fountains widening circles trembling outward framing the pulsating image returning my eager gaze I am searching for pennies the tangible symbols of wishes both lofty and small and I focus beyond my own reflection my mind intent seeking grasping a...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Experiencing nature: 16 of 209

A Lonely Road Down a lonely road I walked to ponder silent dreams. The brilliant sunlight struck my path in golden yellow beams. Beneath a lonely tree I sat to hear a bluebird's song. His thrilling, throaty chorus carried clear and loud and long. Beside a lonely stream I knelt, assured its course would bring The breathless a...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Christian: 27 of 276

AT JOURNEY'S END The journey's long, the road is often rugged. With tears we till the fertile fields of life. Trials make us stagger, weak and wounded, When disappointment wields her cruel knife. Heaven often seems remote and silent. God seems busy tending larger tasks. Earth's pilgrim feels too small and unimportant For God...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Society: 32 of 253

WHO WILL MOURN? Who will mourn the little ones who'll never have a chance To see a sunset, touch a rose, or smell the new-mown grass? Who speaks for the silent ones who never had a voice To raise in protest of their death by single-sided choice? Who will mourn the helpless ones whose struggle ends in doom Within the sterile ...
Arts & Humanities > Poets & Poetry Why is poetry so hard to define?: 8 of 54

Poetry can be somewhat elusive, and therefore, difficult to define. Yet, throughout the centuries, mankind has unceasingly tried to capture its essence in words. Simonides defined poetry as "speaking painting," giving us a vivid image which effectively illustrates one important aspect of the art. Poe called it "the rhythmica...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: The other woman: 19 of 124

Confession A Wife Lets Her Unfaithful Husband in on a Murderous Little Secret Hello, Darling. You'd better sit down. I have something to tell you. I went for a walk tonight...to your mistress's house. Yes, Darling, I've known about her for weeks. And, you know, it wasn't as difficult as I'd imagined it would be. She didn't u...