"When you know how to die, you know how to live." That was said by Morrie Schwarts, and I truely do believe it. I also agree with Hamlet (paraphrase) the moment you're born, you start to die. So, even if you think that you have your entire life ahead of you, live each day as if it was your last, and you will never regret it.
On a more poetic note, I love to write poetry, but it is difficult for me to write from personal experience. Most of my work is inspired by the stories of others; whether they know it or not is another story. I would like to learn how to write more from my own heart and not from someone else's experiences. I used to think that my writing anything good from my own past would take time, but as was stated by a fellow member of AP, there must be memories even from childhood that can draw inspiration. So in that spirit, I will attempt to write more from myself than from others in the future, but I won't give up my gift to express what others cannot in the process. Here's to learning from yourself what you can never learn from others.
On a more poetic note, I love to write poetry, but it is difficult for me to write from personal experience. Most of my work is inspired by the stories of others; whether they know it or not is another story. I would like to learn how to write more from my own heart and not from someone else's experiences. I used to think that my writing anything good from my own past would take time, but as was stated by a fellow member of AP, there must be memories even from childhood that can draw inspiration. So in that spirit, I will attempt to write more from myself than from others in the future, but I won't give up my gift to express what others cannot in the process. Here's to learning from yourself what you can never learn from others.
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, and quote is "Live in the name of Love". - I am a 22 year old woman from Ohio (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm working at my minimum wage job or taking care of my daughter.
- I have 84 comments, 1 contest, 31 poems, 3 stories, 9 journals
My Poetry
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25 lines, 2 comments, August 15
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A likely conversation between my daughter and I a few years from now.
My Stories
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I had writer's block and this is what came of it. I know it's like the Twilight Zone and it's lame, but I was really tired.
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A story I made up for personal reasons that perhaps only the one I wrote it for would understand.
My journal entries
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I'm just so tired of all the shit; reaching out to those that I care about and being hounded by those I do not. I do not wish to be cruel, but ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!! 1 I cannot hold the weight of the world; especially now that I am no longer sure if it matters anymore. Just give me a sign proving that what I do ma
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To the few of those that read my work, I apologize for my recent absence. Between working eight hours a day and coming home to care for my daughter *who is now six months old and can stand in her playpen already*, I am usually too exhausted to even think of writing. And the few times I have had the will to write, mOctober 19, In Thoughts. 100 words. → Make first comment?
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Next month there will be a singing contest. It is a ten minute drive from my house and it is open to anyone 18 and older. I know singing has nothing to do with writing, but since it IS a form of expression, I thought I'd mention it here. Part of me thinks this is fate; the contest begins right after I start workinSeptember 5, In Thoughts. 300 words. → Make first comment?
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williamstown : Welcome to this poetry loving group. on July 26Of course you cannot write from personal experience at your young age. It is only when you look back in retrospect that you find you have so much `history`to relate. even now you must have childhood memories worth recalling. Go to it and all the best of luck.
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Rose Angel on September 1, 2008
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Genesis on August 29, 2008Welcome to AllPoetry! Enjoy the site!
--Genesis.
