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My Faves:

Icemancm-Who knew a chance meeting in a game room, would bloom into a wonderful friendship..you my friend are a treasure.

Candy177- Lover of the Iceman, friend and sister...life with you these past couple of years has been a joy.

~Poeticweaver~ My brother, my best friend, someone who shares my troubles my joys and my sorrows, My Safe Harbor, without you, somedays I'd surely be lost.

-heart of me- Ms. Heart, I met you at another site, and have been in love with you ever since...truly a wonderful fellow poet.

Ravenlord- My son (adopted of course), you have grown so much over the last 2 years, that my heart swells with pride when I think of you. You are a wonderful young man with a heart of gold, and a smile to melt even the hardest of hearts.

MrCharisma-My other son, who knew we'd become so close that you too would call me mum? You are a kind young man, whose head is on straighter than most I know your age..I miss reading you, but as you said, you out grew poetry, who knew you could?

Desire- I miss you and I hope you return someday soon.

Unco-Numen- A friend who has helped me so many times realize my true potential. Thank you.

Cristos-Stranger than fiction, but wittier than anyone I have ever met. Your poetry always leaves me thinking.

JurneesRainbow- My sweet BETTYBABE! I love you more than words can say, someday your jurnee will come home, and your life will be good again.

Blooten- Ah, koen...You have moved, and I rarely hear from you anymore, but I miss you more than you know..and I can't wait for you to grace my pages once again.

Poeticpieces- Lil Tim, my nephew such a wonderful young man you are, your wisdom reaches far beyond your years, and I for one am proud of you.

thoughtsofblue- the newest member of my AP family and friends. I have read you with wonder, and amazement for quite sometime, and I am glad that I finally nudged you into coming over here, and sharing your wonderful talent with our world....

spawnworship- Having just recently re-entered our world of poetry, his Dead Time Stories are the best, and his friendship is undying.


I have now put my works into print. I took 26 of my poems that touched me in some way and turned it into a book called Carrie's Songs. if you would like to buy it, or just check it out.

www.lulu.com/content/352260   <---link to the book.





Carrie's Shores
by poeticweaver




I feel the hurt across the miles
Of a heart that beats alone
I wish so much to make you smile
With a song I wrote from home


My lady, my heart, my angel dove
I hear your cries all through the night
I soar above your shores my love
To mend your broken wings with light


So never again your head hangs low
And you can soar clear skies with me
From early morn till dusk we'll glow
By the blue, green water's of thee


(Doll Parts) Death Time Goth Story

In a dank little castle on top of a hill
Where the wind howls at night
And a full moon has filled
Down in a dungeon
last room to the left
Then down a very steep crooked pair of steps

Igor was waiting with my fresh batch of parts
Brains, legs and arms yes even a heart
And with these fresh items I started to stitch
Loop one pearl two yes I sew and I knit

Sewed on her arms, the head and legs too
And pulled from a box a nice pair of Mary Jane shoes
Then a white dress with a lace corset slip
And black lip glaze for her dainty pale lips

A brown eye a blue eye to fill both her sockets
I fished them out earlier from Igor’s pocket
Then both eyelids I then so softly closed
And whispered into sewn ears “My sweet Sun kissed Rose”

I stood at my machine and switched on both banks
And the buttons lit up as it whirred, clinked and clanked
Then pulled the wooden lever and watched the table rise
Up to the roof and out into the night sky

Flash, ka-boom the lightning struck twice
And lit my creation like the fourth of July
The table fell back slow, all covered with steam
And my beauty lay there so calm and serene

Her hand began to twitch
And so did her eyes
I looked at dear Igor and screamed
It’s alive!

She lifted herself slowly
Then wrinkled her nose
Then smiled quaintly
In soft tones she spoke

“Hello dear Doctor
You’re Igor I suppose
So pleased to meet you
I’m Sun Kissed Rose”

My beautiful monster
Without any spoils
A true patch work doll
My living dead girl

By Spawnworship


I have been married for7 years, and with my love for 12 years...somedays you have to really remember what made you fall in love with a person...but when you do, oh the joy you feel.


something witty my daughter wrote:

I'm in my own little world, don't worry they all know me there...haha!
(it's how I feel most days)....