I must give credit to a dear friend of mine going by the pen name of 'The Madman' who designed this beautiful page for me. He also created many more for me to choose from. As you can see, he is very talented with his creations.
Check him out, he also is a great writer. http://allpoetry.com/The%20Madman
I LOVE MY FRIENDS...
Hello Beautiful Friends,
I send to you, much love and many beautiful blessings of love and happiness, so sit back, relax and enjoy.
THESE ARE MY WISHES FOR YOU:
My wish for you is sunshine, And rainbows shining bright,
Plus happy love encounters, Beneath the full moonlight.
My wish for you is good health, That stays so every day,
But if some troubles find you, I hope they quickly go away.
My wish for you is prosperity, In all endeavors tried,
That success replaces failures, and sad days when you cried.
My wish for you is peace of mind, And love that's tried and true,
And friends who hold you closely, No matter what you do.
My wish for you is answers, To all the prayers you send,
I send you all these wishes, Because I love you MY FRIEND.
[Author of the above poem not known]
WHY MY FRIENDS ARE IMPORTANT TO ME:
To have a friend is to have everything.
I am so rich, for I have you, dear friends as my treasures.
Good friends are the rare jewels of life ... difficult to find
and impossible to replace.
Friends are like family to me .... I love a big family.
Friendship is a privilege ....
I feel privileged to have you as my friends.
You touch my life in a million wonderful ways.
When I count my blessings, our friendship tops the list.
A friend is a guardian in disguise.
Thank you my friends, for always watching over me.
We've played roles in many chapters of each others lives.
Thank you for being such true and faithful friends.
You help me keep my dreams alive.
Thank you for your loving friendship.
We've known each other so long ,we don't always need words.
but even so, I want to tell you that I cherish our friendship.
And my friends...
My favorite moments are always spent with you.
They are filled with love and topped with laughter.
Take care my friends,
know that I love you all so very much,
and a big welcome to my new friends
on this beautiful poetry site.
I look forward to getting to know you all,
and making a wonderful friendship.
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Hello Beautiful A.P Poets... Many beautiful blessings to you.
Below I have listed a few of my dearest poet friends
that have become part of my life since I joined Allpoetry.
These people are truly beautiful souls, and I am honored to be their friend.
They have great talent and write beautifully.
Some are also very talented in designing back grounds and borders.
I have had the pleasure of meeting these souls when I ran my my contest looking for borders.
I recieved many beautiful creations, please check these guys out, you wont be disappointed in there talents.
~*~
Here is the link to the contest I ran looking for borders and backgrounds
for my poems, here you can check out the entries that I recieved and view the talent of these amazing artists.
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2405453
~*~
BELOW ARE THE TALENTED GRAPHIC ARTISTS.
http://allpoetry.com/Autumn-Rain
http://allpoetry.com/Riftkin
http://allpoetry.com/The%20Madman
http://allpoetry.com/B%20Chandler
http://allpoetry.com/ChildoftheWild
http://allpoetry.com/Griswold
http://allpoetry.com/Lost%20Vampyre%20Angel
http://allpoetry.com/Poetic%20Grace
~*~
Below I have a list of some of my favorite poets here on AP.
Please check out their beautiful poetry, they do have great talent and are a pleasure to read.
http://allpoetry.com/Arkbear
http://allpoetry.com/Autumn-Rain
http://allpoetry.com/Beret55
http://allpoetry.com/BuriedTreasures
http://allpoetry.com/Desire
http://allpoetry.com/Dreamana
http://allpoetry.com/Dusty%20Rose
http://allpoetry.com/Erotik%20Rose
http://allpoetry.com/Master%20Ktulu
http://allpoetry.com/Jeremy0826
http://allpoetry.com/Poetic%20Soldier
http://allpoetry.com/PoeticFlame
http://allpoetry.com/Riftkin
http://allpoetry.com/Scandalous%20Beauty
http://allpoetry.com/Tears%20of%20Roses
http://allpoetry.com/The%20Madman
http://allpoetry.com/ckwriter69
http://allpoetry.com/dustookie2
http://allpoetry.com/kareneisenlord
http://allpoetry.com/mcfreeman
http://allpoetry.com/pathwee
http://allpoetry.com/penman
http://allpoetry.com/rosepoet
http://allpoetry.com/tawk
http://allpoetry.com/WolfHeart
~*~
Personal Bio: ~Who Is Angel-Anne~
Blessings Of Love to you my friend,
and a warm welcome to my Home Page.
I am very pleased to meet you.
My name is Angel-anne and I go by the pen name of
~Angel's Whispers~
I would like to thank you for visiting my page.
I hope you will enjoy your stay,
and I look forward to sharing my 'Whispers' with you.
Here you will find many of my Whispered writes.
My poems will whisper to your heart and soul.
I lay before you my buffet of poetry,
and hope that you will enjoy them just as much
as I have writting them.
I guess you are wondering who
~Angel~ is.
Well, my friends tell me that I am their Angel, because I'm always ready to lend a helping hand, with a huge heart of gold and a strong shoulder to cry on. But really, to me though....
I am just ME! I'm no one special!
I have good ears and strong shoulders, and I love to help anyone in need.
I am a spiritual person, but I am not religious.
I believe in life after death, and have constant contact with my loved ones who have passed over to the other side.
I also love to cuddle up on the couch with good company, watching tv or a DVD,but I am no couch potatoe!
I believe in treating a person as equal in everything.
I am honest and non-judgemental.
I must say that friendship and trust,communication and enjoyment in each others company, is to me, very important, as some where along the line, one has to talk to each other, and without that communication, you're only left with a shallow association with another human being.
I am definately not agressive, hate arguments, and I never raise my voice in anger.
I have a good sense of humor and enjoy a good laugh! I also like to make people laugh as to me, it's the best medicine for the soul.
I am a witty individual whos very sociable and entertaining, sensitive,deeply insightful, spontaneous and a love of communication.
I'm easy going and have been told, fun to be with, sweet and kooky!
I'm very open ,friendly and giving ,caring and considerate ,generous and gentle.
On my wild side, I am passionate, very sensuous, love to touch and be touched,very open minded and very kinky at times.
But most importantly, a devoted friend to my friends and loved ones.
I do have a little secret ......
I have a wild side to my nature :-) that I have, up until now, only let a few see.. lol lol.
I'm the perfect mix of naughtiness and niceness.
I'm a devil with Angel wings... Sometimes I'm so naughty, you'd think I'd have horns, as you will soon see for yourself , when you read my poems and stories.
I like to think of myself as having two personalities, LOL...
My writting personality, and my own personality.
I am a very ordinary middle-aged married woman in my late forties... ok, I'll tell.....Im 48...but at times feel like I am 87, the poor old body is aging, but the mind is still so young! any way,I love to write sensual poetry and stories, and I believe in angels.
I have been with the same partner for 33 years have been married for 26 years, we were child hood sweethearts, have had many ups and downs within the marriage, but who doesn't!!!
Here I am with my husband.
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I have been blessed with two beautiful children aged 25 and 23.
Oh boy, if they heard me refering to them as children, I'd get my head bitten off...lol.
Let me introduce you to my children.
First, I would like to dedicate a poem to my first born, sadly she passed away.
Her name is Peta Skye and she died in 1980. She was born on the 10th of April 1980.
I wrote this a year after her death. 28 years ago.
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My Dear Sweet Peta,
As the winds of love blow softly,
and whisper for you to hear,
how much I love and miss you,
as it dawns on this first year.
The gates of heaven opened wide,
and my little baby went inside.
Behind life's smiles, there's many a tear,
for my baby I lost and loved so dear.
Heartaches in this world are many,
but loosing your child is worse than any.
~Now With The Angels~
I DEDICATE THIS TO MY CHILDREN ... Skye and Conan
"CHILDREN"
There are no words that will explain the feelings.
There are no words that will explain the love.
There are no words when you hold your children.
The only word I know is called ....'LOVE'.....
MY DARLING CHILDREN,
I pray that your lives be filled with spiritual consciousness, And that YOU BOTH will be able to deal with people, with the love and honesty, that YOU yourselves would like to receive.
That YOU BOTH will find a personal happiness, and having this, that you will create happiness for others.
That you will have the sensitivity, to search beyond the superficial.
And that you will possess an understanding that will enable YOU BOTH not to judge others too quickly or to harshly.
I pray that YOU BOTH will have the confidence to stand for the ideals in which YOU BOTH believe, and that you will have the strength of character, to know your own minds, and yet not close them.
I hope that YOU BOTH will have a strong and healthy body, an Intellect to be valued, and the stamina and energy to achieve your ambitions.
That you will accept your successions with humility, and access your failures and short comings with self-respect.
I pray, that YOU BOTH will face life with an adventurous spirit, and thrive on the diversity and complexity of ‘mankind’.
I hope that YOU BOTH will be unafraid to love and be loved, and that YOU BOTH will experience the pleasure of being a friend, and sharing friendship.
I pray that YOU BOTH will often feel the love generated by your relatives, and friends, I pray that someday YOU BOTH will be able to reflect upon your lives, with pleasure and a sense of well being, and that YOU SON may, some day experience… The thrill and wonder, of having a child of your own to love, just as your sister Skye has.
My darling children, I love YOU very much, and I promise to do everything to make all your dreams come true.
Hugs n Kisses
Mum.
This is Skye my daughter, she is my second born, here she is with her son and her daughter.
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This is Conan he is my third born ,here he is with his horse at the horse show he competed in, and also he is pictured here with his nephew Izach, (Skyes son)
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I am also blessed to have a beautiful three and a half year old Grandson, and a beautiful Granddaughter who is 9 months old. It is wonderful being a grandparent and I am blessed to be able to share in their lives on a daily basis, because they all live with me, and I get to see my daughter being a "mum", as well as sharing in the daily lives of my Grandkids.
I have not missed out on a thing, have seen them comming into this world, have seen them roll over for the first time, spied their first tooth comming, seen their first walk, heard their first giggle, seen their first smile and watched as they first tasted their solid food, all the little things that you would miss if you were not sharing their life on that daily basis, and I am so blessed that I am able to do this.
Their presence in my life brings wonderful smiles and loving memories to cherrish forever.
Here below we have pictures of the Grandchildren. Izach and Peta.
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I have been in the darkest of tunnels, but have always managed to see the light at the end of it .....
I have had to deal with many things during my life.
I left school at the age of 14, found a job at Kentucky Fried Chicken, left that after a while and worked in a Child Minding Centre.
Had to live through my parents marriage break up, watched as my mother fell into depression and her attempt at suicide many times.
Watched as she fell apart when finding out she had cancer of the uterus.
Lost my first born in 1980.
I have had to deal with my fathers drinking problems, and my middle brother's drug addiction and attempted suicide.
My sisters molestation at the age of nine. (by her friends father) while she was sleeping next to her friend sharing the mattress on the floor, the father very quietly layed himself down on the matress under the blanket next to my sister, and masterbated himself, spilling his semen all over the back of my sisters nightgown....
I've also been molested, by a non-blood relation (uncle) ,and stepfather,sexual intercourse didn't happen, but I was touched up in the wrong places, and also an attempted rape,by a drunken friend of the family.What gets my goat up is the fact that I was not believed.I have had to live with this most of my life.
Ten years ago I lost my mother due to domestic violence.Her partner (not my father) abused her for many years, then one day he hit her just once to many and that action ended her life.I am still having trouble comming to terms with this.She left behind six children who miss her terribly.
My mother was murdered by her defacto partner. His name is Kennith Nash (ken). Ken resided in melbourne living in Oak park with my mother, but since skipped town after he beat my mum to death, she died of a brain hemmorage.
She was beaten senseless on sunday 28th july and died 3 days latter on the 31st july, (her birthday also falls on 31st, how freaky is that??) 10 years ago.
Ken packed up all mum's belongings and furniture, everthing that she owned and fled, we were left with nothing but our memories.
I DEDICATE THIS POEM TO YOU MUM:
[Picture of mum to follow]
She filled my home with flowers,
and i helped her look for rainbows -
she understood so many things,
the importance of laughter,
and that every moment is forever -
She dreamed impossible dreams,
smiled at strangers,
because they might be lonely,
and loved flowers, rainbows and butterflies.
I think of her on sunlit days,
and see her smile
in every flower...
Like the sun, she bathed us in her warm glow,
Now that the sun has set, and the cool of the evening has come,
some of the warmth we absorbed is flowing back towards her.
Strength, dignity and laughter were her greatest gifts,
and her strength was best displayed in her ability to make
people she met , feel special.
There was nothing remote or distant about her own sense of dignity.
Her smile, the way she waved you 'goodbye' after a visit,
all made the point immediately and beyond words.
Her laughter stemmed from her sense of fun and joy, rooted in her faith.
I can shed tears that she is gone or,
I can smile because she lived.
I can cry and close my mind,
be empty and turn my back or,
I can do what she wanted.......
Smile, open my eyes, love and let go!
*FOOT NOTE*
To mourn too long
for those we love
is self indulgent -
but to honour their memory
with a promice
to live a little better
for having known them
gives purpose to their life -
and reason for their death.
LOVE YOU MUM.
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More recently, I have had to deal with my brothers and his partner attempted murder.
This happened three years ago.They were asleep in their beds, when an intruder burst into their home and bashed them around the head with a blunt instrument, probably a base ball bat.
They were left to die in their blood soaked bed.They were found just clinging to life by his nephews aged 18 and 15 when they went looking for them because they were late in attending the court case of my brother going for full custody of his children.He was in a bitter divorce at the time.
When the boys opened up the frount door, they were overwhelmed with the smell of blood and went looking for their uncle, finding them in bed with the blankets pulled over their head.When pulling the blanket back, they saw horrific injuries to their Uncle and his new girl friend.
My brother had one side of his face bashed in and so did his girl friend.They flew her by helicopter to hospital with horrific head injuries, my brother went by ambulance because at the time he wasnt expected to live due to the serverity of his injuries.
The home invasion was telecasted over the television. they had police protection at their rooms in the hospital, as the police were treating it as attempted murder.Sadly, the culprets were not caught.
My brother ended up loosing one eye, and having to get 5 metal plates put in his head to hold his skull together, he had to have his face rebuilt, and he has been left with servere brain damage,he had to learn to alot of things all over aagin, like learning how to swollow, how to eat, how to talk, how to walk, the damage done to his brain will never be able to be fixed, he is not the same brother anymore, not only in looks but also in personality, he has had his life taken away, and now he is going blind in the other eye.
His partner lost both her eyes and was brain damaged as well, but not as badly as my brother.
It is very hard trying to live with the concequences of this home invasion.
I also have servere arthritis in my feet and ankles, and to top it off, I also have servere peripheral leg lymphoedema which leaves my feet and legs very swollen and painful.I am house bound as I have trouble walking around, and have to wear special slippers that accomidates the swelling.I am in constant pain 24/7 and live on pain killers every day.At the momment I am also on anti depressants due to my depression.
My life, if you could call it that, is hell, I am very lonely, and feel so icolated from the world, my only outing is to go to the doctors,I could get around in a wheel chair, but I am not ready to accept the fact that I will be wheel chair bound.I will continue to try and get around by myself for as long as I can.I will not let this get the better of me.
I have written a poem called 'Living With Arthritis' [link to follow] check it out, it tells what I am feeling.
I believe writting to be the balm for the soul. No matter how bad your day or life treats you, the written word of your mind is always there to help you through and give you strength to live through a all too often tough world. I feel that if through my words I can touch one person, and make their life even one bit better, then my job has been done.
Poetry has magic, especially when it come from the heart. It can touch us, move us, delight us, enlighten us, make us laugh, make us cry, and both soften and enrich our deepest memories. It is the tie that bind one stranger to another, often in friendship, sometimes in love, always in understanding....
Music, poetry, and healing are now my passions. I am discovering the true light both within and without.I search for truth, discovery, and all that makes life worth living. I embrace it. I cherish it. For even though it can sometimes bring you pain, it is that pain which will turn to pleasure in time...
My writtings range from ....Life, Love, Romance, Passionate Love, to Uninhibited Sensuous Desire, Sensual Erotica, and Erotica, free of all limitations but that of my imagination. Writing Sensual Erotica is for me a celebration of the woman beauty and soul.
Love and Romance is good for the soul. Love makes everyone feel good. Love is a wonderful source of inspiration and my life is full of love. Isn't that what life is about sharing and caring about the ones we love?. That is why I like to write sensual erotica because I love to get wrapped up in the touch, the action, the total scene that brings blissful release and I wish to take my readers with me...
I have always believed that sensuality is an important part of being a woman. So I like to write about this. Each new poem I write reminds me that I am a seductive caring creature full of life and sometimes fiery desires... "A Woman".
I have been writing poetry since I was 13, my earlier pieces were not like my writes now...Gosh I was only a child, inocent at that !!!
I enjoy creating the visualization of something I consider to be very beautiful. I choose to write sensual erotica, so as to be able to explore and express those passions that takes one from the virginal sheets into the arms of ecstasy; to express those desires that we dare to abandon ourselves to, rendering us to be uninhibited.
As a woman who has discovered the Goddess within and embraces her, my writings chronicle her journey in the world of sensuality and erotica. I love expressing the female side of passion in my writings...
I like to garden, listen to music, read and write, and enjoy the beach and countryside.It is born of my desire to be a good writer, while at the same time exploring my sensual nature. Writing sensual erotica is for me a celebration of the woman beauty and soul.
I come from a family of writers, my Great Grandfather was a famous writer in his time, his name was John Wallace. My Aunt is also a published writer, I also have cousins, nephews and nieces who also like to write as well. We all enjoy writing alot of poetry, and also enjoy writing short stories.
I began writing many years ago and chose sensual erotica to be able to explore and express those passions that takes one from the virginal sheets into the arms of ecstasy; to express those desires that we dare to abandon ourselves to, rendering us to be uninhibited. My greatest joy is in knowing that my readers can feel my words.
Each new poem I write reminds me that I am a seductive caring creature full of life and sometimes fiery desires... a woman.
I really enjoy writing sensual romance and sensual soft erotica , it is a natural extension of a lifetime of processing my life via words.
Poetry is a brief look into the soul through careful description of feeling, yet it takes as much effort to polish a poem as it does to complete a short story.
I use my Thesaurus quite alot. It is a valuable source for those words that might not come quickly to mind, and it also helps me to express my ideas more accurately and vividly.
I find that the use of vivid imagery, which has been called "The soul of poetry", gives my writtings a special depth.
Images speak to our senses, evoking a vivid, sensuous experience. Many images are visual, but they also evoke truth, taste, smell and hearing.
The function of images is to re-create the experience for the readers, so they will be able to put themselves into the experience rather than just "hearing" about it.
I think when writing poetry, it is important to "show", not tell. In other words, don't just say you had a great breakfast, tell the reader, you ate a big bowl of cornflakes smothered with ripe bananas, with sugar sprinkled on top.
I believe that sensuality is a very important part of who we are. It is the glitter in the gold, and the bubbles in the champagne.
So please take a sip from my champagne, and enjoy the sensation......
I love to get feedback so feel free to write me. My poetry takes me away and into that place where love and carnal delights are shared and exchanged. To the time of no time, when time seems suspended, and the world exists only by the magic of my pen.
Only unquestioning affection is the ticket to that time and place, only unfaltering trust can conduct the lovers there. The blinding, all-consuming light of pure abandon released by my inky orgasm. Come, look into my world, let time stand still... just for a moment.
The tip of my quill finally found ink in my soul … I hope my writings will help others accept themselves just as they are; in all their unique beauty.
Writing is healing for me and, I hope, healing and liberating for others. I have identified the collision between day and night, passion and lust, words and silence; to compose a sculpture of sensations, emotions .... Desire.
I explore the worlds within my inner sanctions, and then present them for your consumption. I hope you will enjoy the feasts....as I lay your tables.
I have always enjoyed writing, writing really helps me focus in on and realize my own wants and desires. I have unlocked my mischievous, poetic muse. She frees my inhibitations and impels me to write sensual, and romantic words, and I hope that you enjoy reading those words.
I have gained so much satisfaction because of this and realize that romance, love and laughter are important to me.
After a long, full, stressful day, I find solace in the confines of my imagination, and what better way than to express it in writing?
I am a writer of romance. Romance is good for the soul. Love makes everyone feel good. Love is a wonderful source of inspiration and my life is full of love.
Isn't that what life is about sharing and caring about the ones we love?. That is why I like to write sensual romance, because I love to get wrapped up in the touch, the action, the total scene that brings blissful release and I wish to take my readers with me...
I have embraced sensual writing with an insatiable appetite. My writtings range from romance, passionate love, to sensuous desire, free of all limitations but that of my imagination. Writing sensual erotica is for me a celebration of the woman, beauty and soul.
I wish to fully explore feminine sexuality in all its endless possibilities, to journey into unknown territories, to increase my continuing understanding of my own eroticism, dreams and desires.
My writings are an expression of the sensuality and passions that Lie within me. I hope I can serve as a muse of inspiration to your desires and that you may find the passions that lie within you.
Please feel free to share my stories and poetries with your love partners.
I have always been secretly sensuous, it wasn't until I was married that I discovered the depths of my erotic intimacy and allowed it to blossom.
I believe women are naturally sensual goddesses, capable of powerful sexual healing. I write to celebrate this element and to embrace my own part in it.
I'm honored to submit here,at Allpoetry, and honored that you would read my words.
I will always appreciate your feedback on my work, be it a positive feedback, or a negative feedback, I will always take on board what has been said , and will always try to improve my writes.
My dream is to mostly, write well-written sensual erotica that captures some of the mystery, humor, and humanity of human sexuality -- a goal I may never achieve, but one goal that I think is truly worth striving for .My real hope though, is that people enjoy reading my work as much as I enjoy writing it.
So, please make yourself comfortable as I invite you into my private boudoir!
Many blessings to you.
~Angel~
Additional Information: ~The Writing Personality Of ~Angel's Whispers~
My writting personality is of a "Sensual Whisperer" .
I am The Whisperer Of Sensual Seduction.....my velvety Angel lips whisper softly to the reader as I write seductively, enticing the most erotic passionate dreams in all who read my poetry.
Under my spell I carry the reader away with my passionate and sensual words, luring them deeper into the state of ecstasy.
I am a Seductive Poet..... I tempt and seduce with my words, stroking the reader like a velvet hand with my sensual words, caressing their soul with sensual pleasure. I am their best dream and their worst nightmare.!
I Am The Awakener....I awaken the reader to their own Lustful desires. I am what they seek, passion, lust, erotica and love. My poems and stories awaken the fires within the reader, as my words spark into their heart.
I Am The Flame Of Sensual Passion.....My words ignite the flames of Sensual Fire upon the reader. I am the fire in their heart. I can set their body alight in sensual ecstasy, where the reader will feel the passion of my words rising with the flames.
I Am The Heartbeat Of Seduction.....I bring pleasure and joy to those seeking it. I am dedicated to make the reader feel the beat of their own heart. I feel everything they feel, I always have something to say, but instead of just saying it, I want the reader to be able to feel it.
Knowledge Is My Weapon.....I know what the reader desires and needs. I am wise and I sense their most secret desires.
I Am The Temptress Of Erotic Seduction.....whose words can make the reader ache and wet. Just like fingers probing, my words probe their mind, arousing them, wetting them, haunting them , seducing their mind body and soul. My words are like foreplay upon their mind.
I Am The Sugar And Spice in their Life.....My pen flows with the ink of honey and a pinch of spice for excitement.
I Am A Lustful Angel Of Seduction.....I am filled with intense lust and love. I am a quite shoulder to cry on when friends are in need, and one who will always cry at the site of a beautiful sunset.
I am The Whisperer Of Seduction..... I am the original woman, come delight in my many gifts. Lay bare your ripeness so that I may feast upon your soul with the sensual pleasure I provide within my poetry.
I am the Whispered Promise Of The Summer Winds blowing so hot, the song of wet desires.
I am a Sorcereress Of Seduction, I move through the forests of the readers minds, shaking their thoughts as if a wild wind in leafy trees.
So here I am...., A woman no dictionary can define with depth like that which lives in my Soul.
Sooooo warm and loving, and to try and give me life in a book, would burn its pages!
So smart I can know the readers words before they do, and I can know ones heart when they think they don't have one!
I am like a bible in human sexuality and feeling, a guide book in the enjoyment of the human form.
Let me take you away and into that place where love and carnal delights are shared and exchanged. To the time of no time, where time seems suspended, and the world exists only by the magic of my pen. Only unquestioning affection is the ticket to that time and place, only unfaltering trust can conduct the lovers there. The binding, all-consuming light of pure abandon released by my inky orgasm..
So come, look into my world, let time stand still.....Just for a moment!
Make yourself comfortable , come take a peak inside the world of an ANGEL WHISPERER, in which there is no key needed.....you are always welcomed with opened arms...BUT please be prepared to be seduced with some of my sensual writes, as you read and visualize the mind candy before you......
So I invite you now, into my private world......step inside
~Angel's Sensual Playground~.
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A poet’s mind
Is forever filled
With words.
We put all our emotions
In everything we write
These words come to us
Both day and night.
We put our heart and soul
In each word
That we pen.
Sometimes we are just,
Sitting here
And the words,
Just come from somewhere .
Sometimes we don’t know
Exactly
How the poem
Will go
Will it rhyme?
Will it flow?
Will others know?
Just what we are trying
To say .
We try to deliver a message
With the words we write
Hoping maybe,
They can help someone
Along this road
Of life.
Sometimes,
What we write is funny
Often times
It’s sad
Sometimes,
We may make you think
With the words
That we wrote
Make you
Question
Why
These kinds of things
Happen
In life.
We write about love
We write about life
We write about pain and sorrow
Heartaches and strife.
We write about joy
Sunshine and rain
We write about hopes
And we write
About dreams
Sometimes it’s our muse
Writing our words
And sometimes
It’s our story
We have penned for you.
We may make you laugh
We may make you cry
We may make you blue
And we may make you
Smile too.
A poet has a special heart
This I believe is true
We write,
Our thoughts and dreams
And share them
With you .
We often have a story
We need and want to tell
So we put our thoughts,
On paper .
Sometimes we rewrite a line
But we must get it down
Before it leaves
Our minds .
We dip our pen into
The ink well
And we start to write
Sometimes in the day
Sometimes late at night .
Poets are sometimes
Storytellers
This I also believe to be true
We like to share,
Our thoughts and stories
With you.
Poets
With pen and ink
And paper
And thoughts
and words,
to share
We come from all over
This world of ours
Some of us are rich
Some of us are poor
To be a poet
It does not matter who you are
We come in different colors
Different nationalities too
But what we all have,
in common,
is this .....
We love to write
We love to read
And we love to share too
We have kind,
and loving hearts
And we offer,
to share them
With you
We have a special place
Where we all gather
To read and write
And share
A place we call
Our second home
A place where
A lot of poets roam
A place called
'ALLPOETRY'.
We have beginners
And old poets too
We have young and old
All of us with a story
To be told
We come to share,
our message
With the words
We wrote
One line at a time
Of dreams and love
And hope .
We are poets
And even though
One day we all will die
We hope our words,
will live on
That our words
Will never die
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I am just a woman
with some words
I don’t always rhyme
But whatever I write
comes from
This heart of mine
I try to use simple words
So folks will understand
What I’m writing about
Without having to think
Very hard .
I just have thoughts
That I like to share
So I write;
my words on paper
Then I offer them
To you .
Some may call it poetry
Some may call it junk
And some my think,
my words
Just plain
Suck.
Some may not like my style
Or what I have to say
But I will keep
Putting my thoughts,
on paper
Until my dying day.
I often have a message
That I am trying to convey
Some may not always agree
With what I have to say.
Some may get tired
Of seeing my words in print
There again on my screen
Another poem
She’s sent ....
I just let my feelings out
I let my emotions flow
I know sometimes,
I write a lot
But I have a lot to say .
I write about the down trodden
The abused and the homeless too
I write about this world of ours
And the things that I see
That truly concerns me.
I feel a poem is never wasted
If it’s written from my heart
True I may expose my self
And expose
My heart .
But maybe
I can provide others
With thoughts or words
They’d like to say
It may give them
A little release
These words of mine
May make them cry
It may touch their heart
Or make them wonder
Why .
I love to share my thoughts
My words
That comes from my heart
And pen.
I may pen the same old story
The one you’ve read before
I may repeat myself
With the words I write
But if I repeat the words
That can bring comfort or joy
I’ll keep repeating myself
Until I have no voice .
These are just my thoughts
That comes from my heart
My head
I often have these words,
come to me
While lying in bed .
I will write them down
And come share them,
with you
You may like them
You may also hate
Them too.
Is what I write poetry?
I don’t really know
Am I a poet?
I really don’t know .
But I love to write
And share my thoughts
And see what you think
About what you’ve read.
Do you agree?
Or disagree
With what I have to say
I can only pen my thoughts
What comes from my heart?
My mind .
Sure I don’t have,
to share them
But it is one of the,
reasons
I write
I don’t want to,
bring you down
Or make you cry
But I do want you to think
And ask yourself
why.
If I accomplish that
Then I will continue
To write these words
Of mine
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:Writing A Gift:
I use to write and say
That being able to write was not a gift
Someone wrote to me once and said
Writing is a gift.
I gave those words some thought
I do now agree, that writing
Is a gift.
A talent bestowed.
Any man can father a child
Takes a real man to be a dad.
Any woman can carry a child
Takes a real woman to be a mum.
Anybody can say the words "I love you"
But it takes an exceptional person
To go past just the words
Point is—
Anyone can write or scribble words
Only a true gifted one
Can put words on a page
That can stir your soul
Kiss and touch your heart
Pull your attention as if examining an ant
Inspire and encourage you
Cause your heart to leap.
To feel within and understand another
Grab and hold your attention
Make your heart skip a beat
Make you go: "hum"
Make you cry
Make you laugh
Make you want to read something
Again and again
Cause you to search your heart and soul
I think every poet and poetess here
Can hear me
Can feel me
Right?
I stand corrected
Writing is from the heart and soul
It is a gift
That only a few are endowed with it
...........................
From an empty canvas comes
words of love and meaning
interwoven with a virtue
far more priceless than the stars.
Pent up emotions released
upon the threshold of life
delivering a relief
to those burdened by heart.
Reading between the lines
into depths of recognition
one seeks a solemn place
to go to, and relate.
Words upon a screen
meaning the world to some
yet to others who judge harshly
just non-chalant garb.
A poet is an artist
of immeasurable worth
for to speak from the heart
is a priceless gift in itself.
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Additional Information:
PUBLISHED POETRY:
Poem :'Forbidden Love' and 'The Joining Of Two' in Twigs-The Budding volume 1.
Poem: 'Communication Breakdown' in Twigs- The Budding-volume 2.
Poem: 'You Are You And I Am Me' published by Noble House. In the book of 'Theatre Of The Mind'.
Poems: 'Voices', 'Communication Breakdown' and 'On The Street'
published by Poetry.com In the book of 'Eternal Portraits'.
Poem: 'The Man In The Yellow Coat'
published by Poetry.com in the book of 'Labours Of Love'
Poem: 'Passion's Quest' and 'No Voice' and 'Deep Love', published by 'Poetry.com in the book of 'Immortal Verses'.
Poem: 'Colours Of Our Rainbow' published by 'Poetry.com' in the book of 'The Best Poems and Poets of 2005.
Nomination of Poet Of The Year for 2003 by 'The International Society Of Poets.with an invitation to 2003 International Society Of Poets Convention and Symposium. Awarded "Outstanding Achievement In Poetry" Silver Award Cup.
Poetry.com Editor's Choice Award for the poem 'Deep Love'.
I've also had poems published in anthologies from the International Library Of Poetry.
Poem "His World Of Darkness." has received the Editor's Choice Award! by poetry.com.
Poem: 'Dear Heart' is scheduled to be published in the book of 'Imortal Verses this summer 2008.
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Poetic Soldier on June 11It is always a pleasure to read such breath taking poetry as yours. The imagery you create within all your masterpieces has a special power within it, to just carry the reader away within your words. They softly embrace the reader with a tenderness and slowly paints a picture within their mind that comes alive before them. This is a true testiment of just how special your poetry is and how gifted you are. All your graphics you post are also just so beautiful one can just sit back and feel the tenderness of the backgrounds and pictures...
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This is on Angel who knows the pleasure of being woman not afraid to make a stand for what she believes. She will reach out and touch you. Sorry was healing not checking my guestbook and missed the pleasure of your smile.....but Mook is back.....smile...yep sure am. Hope you are having a really great week. Great homepage really love your border....keep well hun taking care of you.
