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AGE: 53
LOC: Germany
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: July 22

just trippin’ along the milky way leaving a trail of stardust behind me.

i’ve been writing my thoughts since the age of holding pencils. i submit on this site because i like running down mainstreet in my underwear, some laugh while others cheer me on.

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Mother’s Wrath “Come my children, come and see all that I have created and give to you freely. But one small thing I ask; use these gifts I give, wisely.” Daily we gave thanks for the splendor at our feet took only what was needed for our families to eat. Took not a thing for granted the rising moon, nor setting sun season’s change we celebrated when the earth was young. Then, a growing arrogance when we no longer thought to pause and offer thanks for all that she had wrought. “Take heed, my ...
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Poetry / liar liar...
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liar liar... liar liar pants on fire caught you in the deed watched you chasin’ tail down on second street liar liar heart on fire i don’t even care just as soon forget about it as drop your ass right there liar liar soul on fire send you straight to hell bang... bang... bang... dead right where you fell. liar liar.
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Poetry / Mother's Wrath
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7 Reviews   9 Comments
Mother’s Wrath Come my children, come and see all I have created and give to you freely. One small thing I ask, use these gifts I give; wisely. We thanked her daily for the splendor at our feet took only what was needed for our families to eat. We took not a thing for granted the rising moon, nor setting sun season’s change we celebrated when the earth was young. Then, with growing arrogance we no longer thought to pause and offer thanks for all that she had wrought. Take heed, my children, c...
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Poetry / The Muse
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8 Reviews   3 Comments
The muse sits quite patiently as I muddle thoughts confusedly she waits to inspirationally lend a thought intentionally bringing forth soliloquy that I perceived as clarity putting pen to paper hastily in a manner most surprisingly forging words most eloquently which must, consequentially have sprung, not assumedly, from divine spontaneity ever so brilliantly!
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Poetry / The Waltz
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The Waltz Shall we dance? Since you ask who leads whom in this waltz is uncertain May I lead? If you please with each beat of my heart keeping rhythm We can sway to the sound tender words from our lips reassuring We shall sail in the wind on the sea of our dreams love unfurling We’ll take wing in the air leave the ground far behind our undoing Let us glide past the moon shining bright way on high so alluring Then we’ll fly past the stars make a wish keep his light ever burning. Shall we dance...
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Poetry / Wooden Pews
wow! this is an amazingly candid glimpse into the "required" posturing of the flock, like so many sheep which follow, and like so many lemming which leap at the behest of the one leading. sitting in the pew, "faithfully" accepting dogma and all its iconic (cross, stained glass, incense) representation even though it doesn't quite fit anymore. "the stench of mass manipulation";brilliant.
Crime, Thrillers & Mystery / In The Making
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Poetry / The Ducklings
this is lovely and also sad... such is the life of ducklings... mother's diligence can only provide so much safety, try as she might; some will be lost. one timeline issue: Next week there are eleven/the next week there were only... today... i only found one grammatical error: their (homes) hard shell/home's-possessive
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