lovelee1313's profile
AGE:
37
LOC: Biggs, CA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 18
LOC: Biggs, CA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 18
Raised by a couple hippie/junkies, I got a unique outlook on things. I love to find the contrast and irony of life in it’s most simple forms. How we always want what we cannot have. Why we cannot seem to let go of tings that are obviously wrong for us. How true beauty can be found in the ugliest of places. I want to show my reader the other side, whatever that might be.
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Can you see the colors of your lover's soul? A kaleidoscope of emotion, deep as the abyss. Watch it streach out to you, then recede. Reach out and touch it, know the temperature of it’s warmth, find the cold spots and embrace them, revel in them. Look into the darkest most protected and raw of worlds there, discover the beauty and splendor concealed , let it be. For this is their core. Brave it’s pressure, glance upon it’s wisdom.
Version 2
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When she held my hand, if only for a second. Perfectly in mine. Like an on unopened flower. Each petel so gently and gracefully comforting eachother. Laying together as if never to be anything else. Resting in eachothers simple embrace. Her skin warm & soft on my cold fingers . Heat seemed to radiate to every cell. A comfort came over me. Feelings like grandmothers quilt being wrapped around me on the coldest of northern nights....
Version 1
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I'm a fighter dam it, what happened to me ? My will so strong you couldn't harm me ? Who are you? I don't know you, you can't get to me! So what happened now? I'm screwed up somehow? Because my own race is so different you can't see it now? Well, to bad for you! If your lucky someday , maybe you'll see it too, your dreams so clearly though so faraway. Still, they touch you, just almost, every day. Why do I care what you have to say anyway ? Do you live your life; are you in love with y...
Version 1
2 Reviews
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Once she held my hand, if only for a sec. It fit perfectly in mine. Like an on unopened flower. Mine was cold, hers warm. The heat seemed to radiate to every cell. A comfort came over me. No matter where I went or what I did their was a blanket that surrounded me. Because she held my hand. But she let go now and the cold has crept back in. Down to my bones. My fingers are now numb, hand held out, reaching, empty.
Version 1
5 Reviews
2 Comments
I crave to be known, still I hide because of the fear. I hope someday to feel like someone knows me and is not afraid of whom I am. Including myself. I love deeply at a soul level. I give from my heart, and sometimes till it's empty. I find the bravest thing I can do is to walk in faith daily. I believe an eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind. I believe that friendship is the truest most pure form of love. I treasure my friends more than they know. I feel when a friend b...
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I relate very closely to her, you. The idea that their is another me inside that I don't know how to touch, let alone save. Very self aware of you. Butwhy is she so oppressed? Why did every one turn away? You left some things out. Also the line, "She is me and I am her" seems a little redundant and cliche. Might wanna rework it. Over all it's great just needs some finishining.
This poem hit me very deeply, as my Grandmother from Arizona just passed this last week. You captured the a feeling that seems almost unexplainable. I cryied mournful tears with you, they were healing. I would love to see this published. It's a favorite, Simple & universal.
I really like it as a short story more than a poem. It doesn't feel finished. The transitions from one idea to the next could be smoother and clearer. I love the line, "with frightening ease… You had abandoned me" I assume it a lover that's refered to, and that their dead. Did they take their life? It's unclear.
I love the imagrey of the clowns and the circus, but I don't feel yhe connection to the ocean is strong enough. I'm left guessing a little. The flow of the piece is beautiful.
The tree & the stick don't have enough glue for me.. enough connection. But I do like the piece. The first line is my favorite.
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