Alexandra's Site

Wildflower

Chelsea is a
wildflower, of wondering;
Wind captures her thoughts

by: My lovely AP friend and new family

Johnny D.

Much love also goes out to my new AP friends which have helped me feel welcome:

http://allpoetry.com/Dalaney

Dalaney,

(Georgia peach (sorry for the cliche'))

http://allpoetry.com/tomisb

TomisB,

(heart whisperer)

http://allpoetry.com/JohnnyD

Johnny D.,

(My gander, who gave me a golden egg)

http://allpoetry.com/marc%20creamore

Marc Creamore,

(Knowledge is the first step)

http://allpoetry.com/Plastic%20Dreams

Plastic Dreams

(Florida Rocks!)

http://allpoetry.com/Cinnarry

Cinnary,

(Cigars and Cognac, that's all I have to say)

http://allpoetry.com/EvilKate

EvilKate,

(she's not so evil :).)

http://allpoetry.com/neville

Neville

(He's my little dorky AP fiance')

http://allpoetry.com/A60sMan

A60sMan

(My biggest fan with the biggest heart)

http://allpoetry.com/Starz%20of%20Heaven

Starz of Heaven

(My AP niecie poo)

http://allpoetry.com/ellipsist

Ellipist

(an oddity I picked up and appreciated)

http://allpoetry.com/Cat

Cat

(One of the best writers on AP)

http://allpoetry.com/markgrif

MarkGrif

(Need I say more?)

and I'm sure the list will be growing as my heart does for this site.

Good poetry is worth more then gold.

The yellow brick road continues

off into the distance,

a poem for every brick...

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Water Logs

The sun drags it's head at the bottom of my pool.

33 lines, 8 comments, August 20. In Nature, Contemporary
can I make a reservation?

please

0 lines, August 5
A Warm Embrace

27 lines, 1 comment, August 5. In Adult, Erotica
Patience

Action is paitence's spirit,
you must act, and than wait.

6 lines, 3 comments, June 15

But when we reach the end

their is the emerald castle...

Seeing What You Allow Me To

What I see in you
no one else has.

71 lines, 16 comments, December 15, 2007. In Contemporary, Love, Life, Personal, Thoughts
Him

He sounds like an angel
at night.

72 lines, 7 comments, November 15, 2007. In Contemporary, Personal, Love
Another

Sprawled over human stained sheets,
we bleed our conviction into bed coils.

66 lines, 16 comments, November 14, 2007. In Contemporary, Love, Thoughts
What She's Missin'

She'll never see
her Gran' mama in Idaho

56 lines, 22 comments, October 8, 2007. In Love, Thoughts, Sad
The Movement

When the parlor door opened
it wasn't heard

87 lines, 7 comments, September 2, 2007. In Creativity, The Hippie Movement
White Chaos

67 lines, 14 comments, August 8, 2007. In Personal, Angst, Life, Thoughts, Adult
Branded California Fresh (i know different)

43 lines, 10 comments, July 8, 2007. In Inspirational, Weird, Erotica

Calling all hearts, brains, and courage...

This is my Oz care to join me?

Name: Chelsea Alexandra call me Alex

Sex: yes, please

Email: Jduo1216@comcast.net

Age: A budding and proud 19

Place: Pennsylvania (home) Florida

Today's poem:

Mirror

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful ‚
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

What I left over the rainbow...