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AGE:
35
LOC: Meadville, PA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: June 03
LOC: Meadville, PA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: June 03
I am a 34yr old mother of 4. i have published other pieces in anthologies. i love the written word. I hope to publish many books of poetry and fantasy one day. I am married and he is very supporting. I come from a long line of writers and hope to continue the legacy. I am also an insomnaic god I hope thats spelled right! Yes a writer who must always have spellcheck on. Now wheres that damn button.
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You I have been stealing late nights with You wasting to nothing though your grip still strong. You with that drink by you always; without you say you would be dead already. You with stories half believable still outrageous no one to prove they're wrong You with that devil may care grin joyfully lighting another joint. Us, fifteen years down to day by day never miss a beat. I, will miss you.
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I catch myself, watching words so they come out right. I catch myself, trying to please everyone. I catch myself, going with joke when my gut tells me go against it. I catch myself, arguing with a god I claim cannot exist. I catch myself, pride does go before a fall. So, I catch myself before I trip. I catch myself, angry at soo much injustice. I catch myself, not doing anything. Words are empty without action. I catch myself, and I wonder what it would be like to just let go. And then I catc...
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I catch myself, watching words so they come out right. I catch myself, trying to please everyone. I catch myself, going with joke when my gut tells me go against it. I catch myself, arguing with a god I claim cannot exist. I catch myself, pride does go before a fall. So, I catch myself before I trip. I catch myself, angry at soo much injustice. I catch myself, not doing anything. Words are empty without action. I catch myself, and I wonder what it would be like to just let go. And then I catc...
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Another bad idea shuffling in my head. They smell like candy; sweet intoxicating I savor them on the tongue of my mind. Let me savor the thoughts before I spit them out. Lace my lips up bite off the end, tie a knot lick the sweet idea of my chin.
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No war on our soil in sooo damn long aren't we lucky aren't we proud! While we sing the song our grandfather taught us that sweet lulllaby "America The Beautiful" While the boogie man is behind the bedroom door,waiting for the rising sun. Can't we just keep our sunglasses on? Like children we keep hiding our faces from the truth. You cant hear the pounding of their feet while plugging your ears.
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The poem was very good I especailly liked the line "..her smile lingers,Chester shire sure," in that phrasing you can actually see the smile. Excellent work hope to see more.
Okay, that was interesting I eat out of ceral boxes too. It could of been more detailed more humor maybe? Then again perhaps that was just your thoughts of the moment.
I really like that the story left so much to the imagination. You can really feel the characters frustration and joy with being with the other man; but also her confuse on what to do . Good job.
You have some really good lines but the flow is off. I liked :keeping the pain inside/praying within the chaos scarred. Perhaps you could work more with that and expand their is a really awesome poem in their waiting to come out.
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