I regret that I cannot invent some terribly eloquent description of myself; I am not, by nature, a person given to delusions of grandeur. In any case I suppose I must impart some bit of myself. I truly adore poetry and no matter how many times I sit through an English class that relegates it to the pit of state-inflicted standards, I seem to grow more and more attached to it. There is no message too small for such art, no image too base to be represented in the lilt of the written word; how can so many groan when informed that the time has come to study it?
Despite my obvious enthusiasm for what I consider the epitome of human expression, I find myself fascinated by the world of engineering and other more hands on art forms. Bits of wire, stone, and glass are my current mediums, but who knows what new plaything I'll discover in time.
P.S. I'd just like to say a little something about a good deal of my poetry: it stands alone and has its own little story. Many of these don't represent a true event in my life, but rather one i thought about. The speaker in these poems is not always me-just someone like me-and the situations are theoretical. Try thinking about them on their own without trying to find some personal statement in them. Don't get me wrong, i'm there too, but that's not the point.
P.P.S. The poems that pop up here aren't my best, just my most recent. Click on more and check some of the rest out, I know you'll enjoy them!
Despite my obvious enthusiasm for what I consider the epitome of human expression, I find myself fascinated by the world of engineering and other more hands on art forms. Bits of wire, stone, and glass are my current mediums, but who knows what new plaything I'll discover in time.
P.S. I'd just like to say a little something about a good deal of my poetry: it stands alone and has its own little story. Many of these don't represent a true event in my life, but rather one i thought about. The speaker in these poems is not always me-just someone like me-and the situations are theoretical. Try thinking about them on their own without trying to find some personal statement in them. Don't get me wrong, i'm there too, but that's not the point.
P.P.S. The poems that pop up here aren't my best, just my most recent. Click on more and check some of the rest out, I know you'll enjoy them!
- Last seen on Jun 25 12:58 PM 2008. Member since July 30, 2001.
- I'm a obsidian idea poet for 651 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is ""Though she be but little, she is fierce!"".
- I am a 20 year old girl (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a student.
- Visit my homepage at www.poets2000.com/galacticforest
- I have 651 comments, 109 poems
My Poetry
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If I could but find the strength
To lend my thoughts to page9 lines, 4 comments, November 6, 2003. In Other -
Swept bear of time, the forest glade
Doth hide from summer's bliss;21 lines, 5 comments, October 26, 2003. In Other -
Rain scatter down;
Wash through my hands,19 lines, 5 comments, October 12, 2003. In Other -
Too many dwell in this valley of death,
No rain shall fall but our tears,25 lines, 3 comments, September 18, 2003. In Spiritual
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Rachael70 : Hey on August 17, 2008I just wanted to let you know that I have enjoyed reading your poems.
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Sunkissed on February 18, 2006hey kristen. hows school going? i'm bored. rachel and i are spending the night at grandma and grandpa tomorrow night. i'm pretty proud grandpa still knows my name!
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Sunkissed on October 13, 2005well, it's hard work but other than that it's pretty nice. i'm soo tired when i get home though. all the walking around. lol. hows college? this is your 2nd year right?
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Sunkissed on December 21, 2004hi. we're leaving for iowa tomorrow at 3am. i dont think i'll be able to see you but i know my dad will. why arent you and your family coming for christmas? well, i want to go to bed soon adn finish packing so i'll talk to you later!
ur cuz,
mander (made lots of poems lately so you are free to check them out!)
(<~~~ i love that one!)
