Hi my name is Barbara, I'm from South Carolina and I love to write. Helium affords me the opportunity to express myself. I enjoy having a place to write, publish my work and watch the ratings go up.
Hurricane Hugo Has it been twenty-years Has it been twenty-years since Hugo hit My only daughter eight-month My first child three-years, five-month Sleeping unaware in my bathtub padded with blankets I knelt before my headboard Staring out my window The howling of the wind sang songs of terror While trees swayed in the midni...
Showers of Love Flowers need the rain as I need your love Sunshine warms the earth as love does my heart Twilight, there's the moon as a reflection of our love Liberty, my heart form misty showers of love
When Love is Dead I live in a world where love is dead People shopping at the local Wal-Mart They got money from somewhere to purchase their items They got money from somewhere to pay their bills As for me I sit here in this parking lot writing my school report Wondering what to do with my life living in this empty hull I ca...
Broken Piece The world is a box of puzzles Seven billion pieces across the land She's a piece looking to find That spot that is just right Some pieces wait their turn To be snapped in place Because without the others being there first They'll never find that spot of achievement Some sit along the side of the road Resting alo...
You Hurt Me I am leaving you I don't have to stay in silence or Live with this emotional abuse I'm spiritually and physically Unable to function, but Mentally I hold my own My body is weak, but My spirit is strong I refuse to be crushed out of existence Another cycle of kindness You prepare, but not this time No, I will not ...
Love under the Crescent Moon Lips of fire press against my face, romantic moments on the swing beneath a big oak tree vivacious kisses long and slow, and lovers meet every Friday night by the rivers bed Until tonight I never saw the singing owl nestle in the crest of our special tree as dawn descend upon two sleeping souls, ...
Cries of a Poetess She reaches for her trusty pen Recording every word The fiery remarks Burning in her chest She remembers the despair Like a blistering iron That scars for life As her aching fingers Tap at the keys of her laptop Cries of a poetess Inscribed on a silver platter Etched in tears That forever drips From her pen
Why Me I'm not all bad Trying to stay right Progress block I can't figure out Chorus Why-me why-me I'm not all bad Just a lonely heart Why-me why-me Just looking for- peace He looks like a victim With his pretense I'm in the defense And I don't why No matter how I try No matter how I try I can't figure out Just can't figure ...
A Dolphin and White Clouds Flying into the air Diving below the sea Singing songs of delight A dolphin has her fun
A Love Story I can feel your love Through that cruel exterior I choose to be your friend Despite your sins At first it hurt like a knife To my gut, but I felt Behind your hardness You too was hurting Hurting from a painful past I know nothing about My heart went out to you Wanting to erase the memories Memories high jacking ...
Barbara Writes
Member since: January 2007
Articles Written: 480
Writers Invited: 2