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I am a 34 year old widowed mother of 3 from the South of England. I've been writing poetry for 6 years, firstly as a form of emotional release and gradually writing about everything and anything. The past several years have seen me walk the most amazing poetic

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Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Breaking up: 1 of 240
"The way that you used to."You touched all the thingsthat her heart had yearned for years,picking up her painand drying all those tearsand you walked along togetherdown that path of broken pleastill she was on her knees, needing youand she was so naive,believing you, believing you.[CHORUS]But she is just a girlliving in a wom... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love: 24 of 1268
"Where soon we shall be."He drew hope into his lungsand exhaled it with a smile,as morning mist meanderedlarge palmsand squinting eyes...they stood on floating phrases,facing silver scentsas flocks gatheredbeneath fluttering gesturesand he listened intentlyas she told himof her growing confidenceand mama'sold yellow summer dr... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pain: 11 of 379
"Doused in the dough of despair."Rusty nails sail sidewaysto shock and to maim,as crusts constantly crumbleto knock normality insaneand smoke curls ever tightlyin its sinister ringsbringing thousands of thoughtsto fumein mind's sorry stench.This huddled mass of mayhemcrawls crowded and lost,as inhuman idealsslash at awkward a... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Rage: 7 of 155
"On the forearm of forever"Conscience crept closerto wheretruth's point made contactwith skin,as faced fixed a fettered frownand friends blendedonto frozen backdrops.Rope halter hoisted hurtas morning air meandered museand elbows jerked forwardjust a fraction,as confrontation flinchedand raised its headin response.Pearls of p... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Whatever happened to love: 1 of 18
"Patchwork pleas and hands unheld."They had met before,in soft expressionsand tender kisses...he had sat in darknesswhile she sang to herselfand he couldn't recallthe season,just the fallingof his heart.He remembered pearl-white skiesand patchwork possibilities,happy hoursand dashes of desire;those shared smilesthat swallowed... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: It's over: 1 of 17
"In sigh and sob and ever gone."Wishes walkedupon wonder's lands,where wings drew weightless breathand warning signsflew dimly by,as lovetook stand...held prideand how those soft songsdanced and dweltin earsand heartsand soulsto play two tuneswith petal's sighs;give life to sun's demands.Each garden gatheredhonesty's budsin b... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Infidelity: 2 of 20
"As morning dawns in honesty's hair."She scratched palmswith overchewed thoughts,pursueing pathways of perfectionwhere reflection was dueand honesty hesitatedbetween do and dareas despair clung fastto the underside of nails.He painted excuseson forgotten facades,stepping slowly in timeto his bitter beliefsand those old stroke... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: For you: 3 of 27
"Out Of Luck"Refused to play your sordid gameOr get tangled in your lies,But you latched on to find your fameAnd you caused me to despise.Painted memories of deceitAnd your tiresome acid smiles,Suffered fools who bowed to defeatAnd drowned in your bitter bile.One day soon you will come unstuckYou'll find your match, run out o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Silence: 26 of 201
"No rain has come."Her hopes harness hues of hurt,red, coarse and grained;drained dreams hang within her soullike drying tobacco leaves,rubbing against her core.With each heavy breatha loose layerof lossseems to rise in her,silting in her sadnessand harming her heart.Her sighs are parchedand her tears tearold thoughts of fore... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Humorous poems for children: 20 of 154
"The Eleven Twenty"With tracks a'gleam and a choo..choo...chooooo!The smart express train comes rushing through!With passengers a'plenty,it's the eleven twenty...running on time with a choo!..choo!...Chooooo!Through the country with a choo..choo...chooooo!'Neath morning sun, in a sky of blue!With ecstatic smiles a'beam -the h... More..