I have been writing poetry for many years but have just recently broken out of a bad case of writers block. I write in many different styles/ I rhyme and free style mostly.
Also check out my AP family. Some very talented people there.
My AP daughter, Crystalflower allpoetry.com/poets/CrystalFlower
My AP mom, Joyya http://allpoetry.com/joyya
My AP sister, Ladysnowowl57 http://allpoetry.com/ladysnowowl57
My AP brother, William Foos allpoetry.com/poets/william%20foos
My Dear Mother http://allpoetry.com/poem/2183858
The above poem was written for me by my sweet, sweet daughter, crystalflower. My heart swells with pride for this little girl mine.
Ode to Daughter/Sister http://allpoetry.com/poem/2538372
Please if you have the time read the following poem written for me by my sister, joyya who cared/cares for me like a mother. She is very special to me and this poem is just so sweet.
You must read the following poem written for me by my brother, Papa. Such a sweet write too. www.allpoetry.com/poem/2203404
- Last seen on Sep 11 11:28 PM. Member since July 9, 2006.
- I'm a malachite opening poet for 402 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is To live without darkness is to live within the light.
- I am a 36 year old woman from Washington (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a Registered Nurses Aide.
- I am in the groups A bright dark happy sad emotional place, A group for animal lovers, Comments for All, Dark Poets Society Trixie08, For The United States Military Only, Have fun with life, Its Just Poetry, Jesus Followers, The Inkwell
- I have 402 comments, 2 contests
My Poetry
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The reels roll, the recollection begins. Pictures unfold in your minds eye.
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Within the center of a once thriving village, stands a great old oak - eerily placed. Encircled by structures no longer inhabited - left da
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The sun beats down upon you.
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The air was thick, the room dark. Tom moved slowly and deliberately against the wall. Feeling his way to the door where freedom lay. He could hear the thing in the next room, its growls guttural as it tore into the flesh of his friend, Dan, who had the un
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- Whispers From the Grave at sharepoetry
- Break free from the tether at sharepoetry
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Sacrificial Love : WELCOME... on January 25, 2007Just wanted to welcome you to the Inkwell...have fun and learn much
---passing you the pen of peace... Heidi -
Revwilliamfoos on September 25, 2006hello a great day i hope
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prayer partner on September 13, 2006no its not still open but i have a brons torphy for you.
So somehow i will try to manage that.
Gos Bless,
alyssa -
RavenChild on September 12, 2006Aww I sorry hope you feel better real soon.
