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PoetsAngel on November 13, 2006

Hi, just dropping by as part of the 'aussie parlour challange'
to spread some love on your page

Edited on Nov 13, 11:00 p.m. because ''.
trista on July 29, 2006

Hi...haven't seen you around for a while and wanted to drop by and see how you are. I'm guessing the writer's block is still in effect? Anyway...just wanted to let you know that you've been missed. I hope everything is okay with you.

~J.
Madd Hatter on June 30, 2006

No I'm sorry I havn't read that one, but thank you for mentioning it...I will be sure to check it out!
Amber Silverhair on June 30, 2006

She wrote some really good poems. Have you read her poem Maiden Song?
Madd Hatter on June 30, 2006

Just wanted to stop by and check out your page....I also am a fan of the poem 'Goblin Market' by Rossetti...that is my favourate poem by her!
ScratchedAt on June 22, 2006

Awww snap. Your too kind :-D
I think I do intend on writing a short story of it... as long as I can think of some amazing imagery to go with it (Dream poem)
Amber Silverhair on June 21, 2006

Yes. I enjoy the poetry, I am doing some of the classes and I have begun writing stories.
InkSplotchsonCanvas on June 20, 2006

hey! your on here a lot arent you???
Amber Silverhair on June 15, 2006

Thank you. I take it as a compliment . I hope my comments are helpfull.
stormyserenity13 on June 14, 2006

Having read your comments, I have to say that you remind me of an adult friend of mine who is very intelligent and wise. That is a compliment because he's guided me through a lot of hard times, a sort of mentor of sorts.

Hehe, random but I thought you should know
GothChycke on June 5, 2006

Amber...Erm...I'm in school at the moment and this is the only way to get help from you...Because I really need help from you...I'm ill today, but I manage to write something...That was a rough draft of mine.

Hope you can check it for me...Here goes...

~Disillusions in our minds~

We are slaves to one slightest mist we see
As we are devoured into the hands of perfection
We can never see true reflection on the mirror in the lake
Because this image we’ve painted into our eyes of realism
This is simply an illusion
That comes to a conclusion
So as we painted and dream in vivid boxes
Being controlled by control
Afraid to loose self conscious and mind control
Afraid to give back the dominion we’ve stole
So we write in rhythm of rhyme
Taking a few steps at a time
Always never a ‘we’
When we quote things like there’s no ‘I’ in a team
More things that are wonderful we’d like to believe
As we pledge our devotion into our flags
Scream down with heavy amounts of fags
We curse pitiful people real out loud
We pray each day with whispers, real low
Begging God to have mercy on our souls
The definition of freedom
Only our oldest generation of ancestors know
You see they loved without the world’s destructive war
That someday we’ll reach that verdant morning
Then again, not without confrontation
We fought but there was no extermination
Because we believe in this withered winter sky
Deep in the chilling veils, we sleep alone
As of not complete races
We are slaves seeking total domination
Foretelling tales of those dead give us justification
We live in containers of our minds
We are slaves to one slightest mist we see
As we are devoured into the hands of perfection
We can never see true reflection on the mirror and lake
Because this image we’ve painted into our eyes of realism
This is simply an illusion
We live in restricted cages
Each human in separate stages
In our minds we play this game
Being trick, like all the same
Called segregation
Freaks over here
Normal over there
Freaks acts to being normal just scattered anywhere
And if you just don’t care, go stand by the freaks
Because caring you see is a normal thing
By the way, by freaks we mean geeks
If you’re not sure what qualifies you as a geek
Then please don’t stand by me
Cause I don’t need your confusion
Screwing my illusion
I’ve come to a conclusion
That we pictured and dream in vivid boxes
Being controlled by control
Afraid to loose self conscious and mind control
Afraid to give back the dominion we’ve stole
So we remain slaves to mirrors in the lake
That could never catch our glimpse of true reflection
Because this image we’ve painted to perfection
Is simply an illusion.

Erm...If you reach here, I hope you can help me edit a few lines...because I think there are some errors occuring...But I am uncertain of what it is... If there isn't any mistakes then leave it as it is...

PS = This poem, would look good if it was in the middle and in italic, with the font size of 12 and the font style of Times New Roman...Lol...
Amber Silverhair on June 3, 2006

Thank you for taking the time to get acquainted.
Granny Goose on June 2, 2006

I just wanted to stop in and say hi... and thank you for joining my Writing for children class. I'm so happy to have you And now I think I'll check out a bit of your writing since I'm in the neighborhood

Dee
Amber Silverhair on June 2, 2006

Thank you Reisha
GothChycke on June 2, 2006

Okay...^.^...Your wish is granted...

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Edited on Jun 02, 10:05 because 'wrong thing....@.@'.
Amber Silverhair on June 2, 2006

Thank you Reisha . I think this is very pretty and that you are very clever. I am going to leave it on my page.
GothChycke on June 2, 2006

Well...You said you would like a rose...So...Here goes...

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After you copy and paste it somewhere else, you can delete this...

From Reisha
Amber Silverhair on May 29, 2006

It is mutual I am sure. Thanks.
Vania on May 29, 2006

thank you for your comments kiddo. enjoy writing!
Amber Silverhair on May 26, 2006

The fairway is the distance. The green is the frustration where you try to get the little white ball down the hole. But it is fun. Good company, fresh air and a good walk.
cafegroundzero on May 26, 2006

Golfin' poet, eh? Hmmm... I wish you many happy days on the, how do you call it? The fairway? The green?
Amber Silverhair on May 24, 2006

Good grammer helps smooth the flow of words so that people can get the message quickly without first having to puzzle out what is actually said.
James R on May 24, 2006

As for grammar I have told many a person i do not undertsand it I just write for the sake of it how i feel other people seem to like it and enjoy it and understand when i say i really do not understand grammar at all.
-LilacThOughts- on May 21, 2006

Just dropping in to say thank you for commenting on a couple of my poems ...~Lilac~
StarEyes on May 20, 2006

I wrote that one several years ago, when I was going through alot of mixed feelings. Thank you for catching the typo. I have corrected it.
Samyuktha P.C. on May 20, 2006

If you ever meant what you wrote in the Happy thing i would really be happy.. but just wanted to say thanks for those lines...
ScratchedAt on May 16, 2006

Remind me to check out some of your poetry when I have time, I've been pleased with your honesty and thoughts of my poetry/writings. Thank you.
epitaph-macabre on May 14, 2006

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kennybaby05 on May 13, 2006

yah! i like it a lot better now that i've gone through it to check for errors and all. ^_^ Thanks again.
Zahhar on May 11, 2006

"I Am David"--I didn't read the book, but I watched the video. It was a remarkable movie, one that had me lost in thought for several days. Good choice.
kennybaby05 on May 8, 2006

yah thanks for ur help. i'll be sure to carefully check my poems for now on. ^_^
kennybaby05 on May 7, 2006

thank u on ur comments on my poem. ur more than welcome to read it again. thanks again.
Night Hope on May 7, 2006

Welcome to AP...Thank you for your comment...A Gift, then...Be well, Poet... Wanda

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