I describe myself as a Southern beach bum. I am a Christian.I have several books ideas and a few paragraphs for them all. As you can see in my first poem my dad was less supportive of my uniqueness and creativity. I am clean and sober from drugs and alcohol for three years now. I have just started writing again and I am being the person God crated me to be,creative,sensitive and expressive. I feel like anew person and yet the same old me. I was rebelious in high school and hung with who ever was giving me drugs which is the metal heads and goth and puke.I know I don't seem like it but I do relate to younger poets. But as you can tell I am older then the average poet. But that is ok I am who I am and that ain't bad!!!
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- I am a 36 year old woman (United States)
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My Poetry
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I allowed you to look inside me even if it was a lie.
My mind died when you were here.17 lines, September 17. In Thoughts -
An old man sits in a dichen chair, very much is his present.
Nothing grows here anymore.12 lines, September 14. In Contest -
An old man sits in a kichen chair very much in his present.
Nothing grow here anymore.11 lines, September 14
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Shayla Walker : Fear on July 27Fear is not real,God is real.
