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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...

 

[items]

 

But when we reach the end

their is the emerald castle...

 

[focused]

 

Calling all hearts, brains, and courage...

 

[active contests]

 

 

 

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...

 

[trophies]

 

Dorothy's Gang

 

[groups]

 

[rewarding]

 

Deep in the forest what might we find...

 

[lists]

 

[testimonials]

 

Poems I'm focused on

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