Autumn• Show poetry

Who is Autumn ? Well she is a trustworthy, creative, and honest person who will stand up for what is right, even if that means going against the majority. She is very open and honest in her opinions and critiques and will never leave comments that she doesn't stand 100% behind. She does not leave fluffy comments, just for the sake of leaving them. She loves any and all comments on her works, and appreciates them greatly, she will also try to return the favor. Autumn feels that everyone has the right to post, and nobody should ever squash someone else's creativity. Autumn has no problem speaking up for the person who is being picked on. She looks for FAIRNESS in all things, and will fight for what is right. Above all, Autumn has a big heart and cares so much for people, she's been through many tough times, and expresses that in her poetry.

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Hello all! I started writing poetry when I was in Junior High as a way to express what I held deep down inside of myself. A lot of my poems are about my life, my thoughts, or my innermost feelings. I usualy can only write when I am in an extreme mood such as extreme happiness, or extreme sadness.

Later, when I was in college, I took a poetry class which opened me up to a whole new world of poetic styles, genres, and more. I try not to follow the same rhyming schemes or patterns over and over. I usually challenge myself to be creative, finding and trying out new things. I try to write about a wide range of subjects as well. Many people don't know the real me, I tend to show glimpses into what I really feel, who I really am, through my poetry.

Thank you so much for reading this and my works, I would appreciate any comments you would like to leave me.

Please feel free to email me at auds02@hotmail.com anytime for anything (that is also my msn messenger id-feel free to add me).

***I'm now on myspace, check me out at www.myspace.com/auds02

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Trophy's:

1. 3rd place for "The Pride Within",
entered in the contest: allpoetry.com/Contest/671415

2. 2nd place for "Working Ideas",
entered in the contest: allpoetry.com/contest/687174

3. 1st place for "Retribution",
entered in the contest: allpoetry.com/contest/675096

4. 1st place for "The Date",
entered in the contest: allpoetry.com/contest/711556

Honorable Mentions:
1. "I Could Not Make You Love Me",
entered in the contest: allpoetry.com/contest/771424

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Things I have found round the internet that I just love and if I don't put them someplace easy to find, I won't remember where I put them :

"How can I tell you
that each & every moment,
I feel the pulse
of the absent pieces
of my heart?"

(allpoetry.com/Poem/701245)
What Does A Butterfly Turn Into?
by swaneewanda



The Ugly Flower
by Daniel A. Goodale aka InvisibleMan

(allpoetry.com/poet/InvisibleMan)

The ugly flower wept, it’s tears did stream down to the sand,
And it wondered why it had been put alone upon the land.
So different from all the rest, ridiculed and lost,
It pondered for the evil deed that carried such a cost.
Immersed in sorrow, so ashamed it hid itself from light,
And hoped for death to ease the pain and end it’s hopeless plight.
Yet still it lingered, with no care for life, or love, or living,
For I, it thought, have nothing worth the taking or the giving.

The other flowers laughed and jeered at such an ugly one,
No yellow petals spread to grasp for soothing rays of sun.
A large, ungainly mass of red, with no redeeming grace,
And petals cupped to hide from view a most unwholesome face.
Then, quite distasteful to the rest, an odor did appear,
Quite nauseating in itself, and harmful they did fear.
So, doubling animosity, they threatened, jeered, and taunted,
And made for that poor ugly flower, a life quite devil haunted.

Then one day a tractor came to till the fertile land,
And screaming loudly, flower by flower did slip beneath the sand.
Foot by foot the tractor crept closer to the flower.
Joyfully the flower did praise the long awaited hour.
The tractor stopped, a man did slip down quietly to stare.
Soon he started digging ‘round the flower with great care.
Transplanting it with gentle hands, a question he did pose,
How, among these dandelion, had there come to be a rose?




I Can't Make You Love Me
a song)
by Bonnie Raitt

Turn down the lights
Turn down the bed
Turn down these voices inside my head
Lay down with me, tell me no lies
Just hold me close, don't patronize
Don't patronize me

Cause I can't make you love me if you don't
You can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these final hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no you won't
'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't

I'll close my eyes, then I won't see
The love you don't feel when you're holding me
Morning will come and I'll do what's right
Just give me till then to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight

Cause I can't make you love me if you don't
You can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these final hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no you won't
'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't

Quotes:

"but when I find I've fallen down
there's no one there to take my hand"

"I have sewn you into the fabric of my heart"