Author's e-books - poetry. Page - 8
This poem I wrote when my little sister expressed her views about the snow.
I attempted to capture the image of what she was seeing, while still maintaining the depth and creativity that would make it interesting.
I'd like to get back there someday, back to tomorrow-------
Two poems about your heart, and just about everyone else's too.
do you ever fell like this? Or do you ever feel like this? What about like this, or even this?! Leave which ever you feel like in the comments!
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You never know when I may strike again, destroying your walls and burning your confidence, little by little without remorse, without any warning.
Holly is an eighteen year old girl who grew up with her sister beth, the memory of her sister susan and an abusive father. This is her story told in poems as she goes to The Art institute of Chicago on a full schollarship.
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2nd release from "Poems from November".
this is the first time i have actually written a blurb for one of my poems but i guess that i can say that this is like a prose poem. i usually dont write prose because i think its not actual poetry, but i hope my readers like it.
This poem I wrote when my little sister expressed her views about the snow.
I attempted to capture the image of what she was seeing, while still maintaining the depth and creativity that would make it interesting.
I'd like to get back there someday, back to tomorrow-------
Two poems about your heart, and just about everyone else's too.
do you ever fell like this? Or do you ever feel like this? What about like this, or even this?! Leave which ever you feel like in the comments!
............................................................................................................................................................................................................
You never know when I may strike again, destroying your walls and burning your confidence, little by little without remorse, without any warning.
Holly is an eighteen year old girl who grew up with her sister beth, the memory of her sister susan and an abusive father. This is her story told in poems as she goes to The Art institute of Chicago on a full schollarship.
............................................................................................................................................
2nd release from "Poems from November".
this is the first time i have actually written a blurb for one of my poems but i guess that i can say that this is like a prose poem. i usually dont write prose because i think its not actual poetry, but i hope my readers like it.