Literary roots run deep. As a child, my mother would often read Shakespeare to us. You should have seen her trying to describe the "incestuous sheets" in Hamlet, to an inquisitive eight year old. Quite funny!
I have a tendancy to write in "Dr. Suess" style poetry...maybe it's the four kids! Poetry is a new medium for me and it's sooooo addictive. I also enjoy reading the works of others and have run into some very talented people on this site. Lately I'm too busy to do much writing and miss it terribly. Going too long without a creative outlet causes crankiness and irritability. With generally strong and long held opinions on various subjects, it's ironic that my moods change with the Kansas weather. A propencity for dramatics has led to some interesting nicknames like bipolar and Dogmatic...I guess that makes me Dog-manic
In place of cable television I prefer to start trouble and then watch with impish delight. My 7 siblings, with whom I am very close, think me a Yenta! Whatever!
This is my favorite poem of all time...
It was written by William Shakespeare.
"Sigh No More, Ladies..."
(From "Much Ado about Nothing")
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more;
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never;
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny;
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into... Hey nonny, nonny.
Sing no more ditties, sing no mo,
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy.
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into... Hey, nonny, nonny.
I have a tendancy to write in "Dr. Suess" style poetry...maybe it's the four kids! Poetry is a new medium for me and it's sooooo addictive. I also enjoy reading the works of others and have run into some very talented people on this site. Lately I'm too busy to do much writing and miss it terribly. Going too long without a creative outlet causes crankiness and irritability. With generally strong and long held opinions on various subjects, it's ironic that my moods change with the Kansas weather. A propencity for dramatics has led to some interesting nicknames like bipolar and Dogmatic...I guess that makes me Dog-manic
In place of cable television I prefer to start trouble and then watch with impish delight. My 7 siblings, with whom I am very close, think me a Yenta! Whatever!
This is my favorite poem of all time...
It was written by William Shakespeare.
"Sigh No More, Ladies..."
(From "Much Ado about Nothing")
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more;
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never;
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny;
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into... Hey nonny, nonny.
Sing no more ditties, sing no mo,
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy.
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into... Hey, nonny, nonny.
- Last seen on Aug 10 9:11 PM. Member since May 12, 2005.
- I'm a onyx dragon poet for 802 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is -Women who seek to be equal with men lack ambition.
- I am a girl (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a mother of 4 and artist\painter\writer.
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/impishyenta
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My Poetry
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Persecuted pioneers who offered up their lives
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Born a little earlier
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These are flowers I picked down by the river with my son Jayden. While I was painting them he kept pointing and saying "Those are mine!"0 lines, 4 comments, September 18, 2006. In Love
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Charlie held out his hand and Margarite reached out, clasping it tightly with her own weathered bony hands.
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Rose wandered aimlessly around her new home. The extreme boredom making her so miserable, she longed to return to work. Sturgis lounged on a cushion in the bay window soa
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Bill Hecht lounged on David’s office couch while David sat at his desk and looked out the large window in his office. Shandrea’s bail had been denied and that had thrown
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suseann on May 24, 2006Most that read you see your abundant talents.This site is like a cross section of public sociaty in general.The good the bad and the truely disturbed.Ha! Not to worry,you spill over in talents kiddo! LOL
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brown paper bag on September 2, 2005I adore horses..The painting is beautiful.~Natari
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Abscessed on August 21, 2005you are an exceptional artist...this painted dog posted on your authors page is another brilliant piece. Your eye for detail really blows me away.
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ThumbWar B.T on July 31, 2005I like you rpoems and your paintings. you must have a lot of talent to do all the diapers and stuff that you like to do. I have to ask you this..are you Mormen? I was just wondering and I had a feeling that you might be I am if you were wondering. I like your stuff have a great day. trista
