Blunt, artistic, sensitive
Bold
Unapologetic for being myself.
"In art and dream proceed with abandon, in life proceed with balance and stealth." Patti Smith
"Believe in your brother, have faith in man, help each other if you can." Janis Joplin
“Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.” Jim Morrison
"Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke." Bette Midler
- Last seen right now. Member since May 19, 2008.
- I'm a diamond love poet for 185 comments.
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, and quote is "Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire.". - I am a 36 year old woman from California (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm an Outdoor Science School Instructor.
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(26)- I am in the groups Night Terrors, Poetry Circus, Those of Us Seeking Inspiration
- I have 185 comments, 6 contests, 86 poems, 1 story, 7 journals
My Poetry
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Keep your prayers for your soul
My soul is dead -
we talked of dreams. nightmares imposed by steel.
peace...war...rape. blindsided by desires of copulation. -
Hidden in the realms of numbness
Watching as the world burns down -
The unattainable muse taunts me
A bitter dream of recollection19 lines, November 28. In Lost in thought
My Stories
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The day approached like any other day. The sun, brilliantly and blindingly slipped through an opening in the curtain. Brooke arose out of her bed, walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. The years were catching up298 lines, August 28. In <600 words
My journal entries
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Well the muse revolt was temporary. I guess going through all shit I had been, confused the muse. She had to think about the situation and with a little help from the greenman, she returned.November 30, → Make first comment?
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Well now. My muse has straight up revolted and went silent. Usually a break up just has my muse pouring out in spades. Damn. I can't write. What the hell.November 29, → Make first comment?
