: About Me

My passion is ...

creative endeavour

I know too much about ...

nothing

My childhood ambition ...

to enrol at Hogwarts - I was really upset when I didn't get a letter upon turning eleven

My favorite memory ...

Christmas with my family (through the years)

Why I write ...

for creativity, freedom of opinion and expression

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

about six different books

My first job ...

was working in a cafe - not such a proud moment

My best moment ...

witnessing the miracle of nature

My inspiration ...

Life, Death, Nature, Experience, Creative imagination

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Rain

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A black cloud Approaches. You ignore the sirens, It's thunderous call, And walk on, Your back turned, A shadow in your stride. The heavens open, As blackness falls about you, And the rain comes. Where is he now? The rain comes. Falling down, Down upon you It's damp presence Climbs into every crevice, Every weakness. It's waters quickly Deepen, Until you wade. You wade and wade Never reaching That far-off place Of salvation. Your legs begin to ache. Ever the rain pours, And ever the waters rise. Until a deep sea surrounds, An endless sea of misery And despair. The waves crash And the wind s...

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