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I live in the outskirts of a small southern town in west Georgia. I love reading a good story and I believe behind most events in life there is a fascinating tale to tell. I have a passion for reading and writing poetry, where many a good story can be found.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Grandmothers: 1 of 38
Grandma I never saw you, or sat upon your kneeBut all the older ladies at church, declareThat I look just like you, with that smile They tell me I am the spitting image of you Daddy says I have that same look about meMama says I don't, but maybe, just maybe a littleThere's one old picture that I run my fingers overTrying to... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Humorous stories for children: 1 of 35
Title: Rose Abigail Hortense Packracker and her magical Growing shoes Rose Abigail Hortense Packracker, Rose for short, was a beautiful blue haired six year old. She was the peach in her mother's cheek and the star in her father's eye. Rose stood about three feet tall and had the most beautiful voice ... according to her m... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Second chance: 1 of 31
I want a chance againTo right the wrongsThe pain in your eyesI want to erase it I want a chance againTo do overThe things I didn't do rightThe people I envied I want a chance againTo laughLike I really mean itNot afraid you will hear the lie I want a chance againTo love youWith a true and honest passionNot keeping you at arms... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Come back to me: 1 of 25
Lost I lost myself today I looked around for me on the sidewalk You can find almost anything on the sidewalk. I found a penny tails up, left it I found old gum and candy paper wrapper, tossed them You didn't find a piece of me lying around, did you? I saw a piece of somebody else It was lying on the sidewalk s... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Stress: 1 of 24
I was stressed out beyond the boundaries of my mind and that's putting it sanely. All kinds of horrific thoughts were going through my head. "Was it the deadly big C?" was the number one question that I wrestled with. Just thinking about my hurts and pains made bile rise up in my throat. I swung back and forth between the bur... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A man I know: 1 of 18
His face is weathered, full of life, he's seen many a long hard yearI see that time has bent his back, but still has not drawn a tearThis man I know, who stands apart, but loves to draw you inHe tells a tale of days gone by and some that's never been I talked with him from time to time, just to get his viewsHe can build a ch... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Butterflies: 4 of 64
She points out the lovely butterfly to teach her child its graceThe yellow wings so delicate, the tendril curls in placeThe small child knows no delicacy; she has no skill to showIt needs be in your heart, to grace the butterfly with your glow She tells her of a folktale that she learned long, long agoIf you kiss the beautifu... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Paranormal: 3 of 45
Austin was trying to bury his new toy under the big overgrown bush in the vacant lot. You couldn't tell it now, but once the bush had been the prized flowering rose bush of a caring and careful gardener. It had once bloomed heavy blood red roses with wicked thorns to protect it from marauders. The bush took up a large section... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Forgiving: 2 of 29
He sits, staring blindly into his steaming cup of coffeeLooking for answers to questions better off never askedAll he sees is the traitorous way he strutted and acted outIn a game of deception that was poorly played at best She asks for his trust, his understanding and his forgivenessShe begs and pleads for him to see it fro... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Peace of mind: 1 of 13
She said, "Mommy, let's go outside in the sunshine and play." Her reply was, "no, it's dark and dangerously cloudy for I fear rain is on the way." She said, "Mommy, let's stay inside, jumping onto the couch, and play leap frog leap." Her reply was, "no my darling, there's no peace in my mind and I feel I need to sleep."... More..