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AGE: 44
LOC: Traverse City, MI
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: August 08

For every thorn in my life, I have found a purpose. Each has been a step on a ladder that will lead me to who I am and in blossoming above the thorns, the beauty of the rose is truly from within.

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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Merging Paths
Version 3
0 Reviews   0 Comments
Today an important person merged onto the road I travel. Actually, it’s more of a back-woods two-track.. There are roads going just about everywhere that are much easier to pass through. This rugged path I chose is the only road that will lead me to where I am to be. Today, by no coincidence, I happened upon a true friend who was waiting for me to find her. Quite possibly, I had summoned her to wait for me, to find me. Perhaps a bit of both are true. I sensed her before I saw her. I took my t...
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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Carry Me
Version 1
10 Reviews   2 Comments
Carry me, as I can no longer stand in defiance of myself. How do I be me and not feel as if being me is harming another? Perhaps it is just that. I can only love, live, laugh, cry, breathe, and die, as me. That is my gift. Sometimes gifts must be present to the giver and the receiver. If not, then the presence moves on. And I become my own wind.
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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Merging Paths
Version 2
4 Reviews   3 Comments
Today an important person merged onto the road I travel. Actually, it's more of a back-woods two-track.. There are roads going just about everywhere that are much easier to pass through. This rugged path I chose is the only road that will lead me to where I am to be. Today, by no coincidence, I happened upon a true friend who was waiting for me to find her. Quite possibly, I had summoned her to wait for me, to find me. Perhaps a bit of both are true. I sensed her before I saw her. I took my t...
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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Tremble No More
Version 1
4 Reviews   1 Comment
This one is for you, Daddy. No one would let me live this way if they only knew; And the only ones I let inside live this way too. Bubbly smiles and laughter is what outsiders see. They would not accept who is really me. My body shakes and my limbs are weak; I collapse on my back, unable to move. Is it chance that my limited view sees His eye? Again? Yet again my skin welcomes the invasion of tiny bumps. Alive? This essence of my soul becomes all I desire to know. I see a place where I am rea...
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Poetry / Merging Paths
Version 1
5 Reviews   3 Comments
Today an important person merged onto the road I travel. Actually, it's more of a back-woods two-track.. There are roads going just about everywhere that are much easier to pass through. This rugged path I chose is the only road that will lead me to where I am to be. Today, by no coincidence, I happened upon a true friend who was waiting for me to find her. Quite possibly, I had summoned her to wait for me, to find me. Perhaps a bit of both are true. I sensed her before I saw her. I took my t...
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Poetry / ANGEL BY MYSIDE
For what it is worth, I do not believe in coincidences. That being said, this piece is indeed a tribute to one who is in sync with you, one who you share life and love and children with. That you declined any detrimental energies toward a former spouse and used them for the purpose of hope and inspiration exemplifies trueness at its best.
Poetry is not limited to one specific format. This piece takes an interesting stream of thought flow with what appear to by symbolic words (for example "L.O.V.E." is used both as a word and an acronym.) I enjoyed how the character in the poem exhibits both uncertaintly and determination. The absence of punctuation gives this poem an interesting flow. I like this unique approach.
Short Story / The End
Immediately I embraced Sarah, quite possibly because the situation as presented is similar to one that I have in my own life experienced. With the understanding that this piece was limited to a maximum word quota, the development of the story with the necessary elements was well done. Although this story does not state for certain, it does lead this reader to believe that the children are not Sarah's biological children. This story depicts just how far an individual may feel pushed when he or...
50.0% Review Quality (2 Votes)
I received a review on a submission that I wrote from the depth of every facet of my being. In this piece, you have torn yourself open, your words flowing much like blood would from a deep wound. The reviewer that helped me in my own soulful writing pointed out something that I hope might help not just me, but you too. The format of this type of writing has more effect than I had realized. For example: Denied of your love Drowning with a smile Forced Still the words Worthless Undeserving Who ...
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