hey, welcome to my page!
I'm an aspiring poet who loves to question society, reality, and fast food.
Music inspires me. It is a driving force in my life.
I especially love Coldplay, the Killers, Keane, and the RHCP.
If you have any favorite music, I would love to hear about it. I appreciate all types and I would love to exchange music with you.
My family means everything to me. I am very blessed to have them, fun, flaws and all.
My friends mean a lot to me, and I am just recently realizing what a friend really is. I'm lucky to say I have two true friends.
SOUNDTRACK OF MY LIFE
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Sometimes when you take a step back from the world, ignore all the buzzing voices that become a meaningless, buzzing lull in your ears, you realize something beautiful: the world you live in. You realize its true beauty, it softly whispering too you, but you were always too busy and closedminded to hear it. Most importantly, with all of the other voices gone, you get to hear yourself.
I'm an aspiring poet who loves to question society, reality, and fast food.
Music inspires me. It is a driving force in my life.
I especially love Coldplay, the Killers, Keane, and the RHCP.
If you have any favorite music, I would love to hear about it. I appreciate all types and I would love to exchange music with you.
My family means everything to me. I am very blessed to have them, fun, flaws and all.
My friends mean a lot to me, and I am just recently realizing what a friend really is. I'm lucky to say I have two true friends.
SOUNDTRACK OF MY LIFE
under construction :-)
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Sometimes when you take a step back from the world, ignore all the buzzing voices that become a meaningless, buzzing lull in your ears, you realize something beautiful: the world you live in. You realize its true beauty, it softly whispering too you, but you were always too busy and closedminded to hear it. Most importantly, with all of the other voices gone, you get to hear yourself.
- Member since January 27, 2008.
- My mood is
, and quote is "dance!". - I am a 15 year old person (United States)
- I have 88 comments, 27 archived poems, 1 story
My Poetry
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I saw new snow / kiss the tired grass goodnight / Glowing luminescent blue in / dim fluorescent light / Softest cotton blanketing / in sparkling crystal sheets / All lace and sugar-spun / where fallen angels meet. / / Robins' feet shi122 words, 6 comments, March 6
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dizzy on paint fumes / dizzy on you / painting our love / a crystalline blue / sweeping the swirls / crafting the curls / that permanantly / pull me under / your eyes / a deep burnt umber / mirror the earth / beneath our feet / wh50 words, 13 comments, December 13, 2009
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dance to live / dance to breathe / dance / 'cause it's all we have / left / / we are dancers / we are gods / we create / we destroy / /173 words, 4 comments, December 12, 2009
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- How does that sound? at storywrite
“How does that sound?” Mel whispered, her voice hushed under Mr. Radburn’s overpowering voice. Amanda’s eyes glowed through her pin-straight bangs, and Ben smiled with a staccato nod. I watched them from across the classroom,
Guest Book
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marcusmoore : Word! on August 14, 2009What's up there little woman!!
well thank ya sooo sooo much for that lovely picture that you sent me...it's beautiful as you already know. Glad your grandfather was able to create it or found it. Good stuff. Thanx a bunch there my newest young friend LoL
TTYL
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Soulless. : thanks! on August 4, 2009thank you for the guestbook comment. writing is esstential in my life.
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speakNOname : hello on April 22, 2009hey! im new on this site. i read some of your stuff and i like it! wanna be friends??
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ali-cat : Hey fellow poets! on April 13, 2008Please comment and check out my poems/freewrites. I appreciate feedback and criticism.
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on breathe. by ali-cat, on March 12thank you for the comment! but truthfully i never had the chance to revise it yet...but im glad you got more out of it the second time!
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on Time Traveler by Saltaire, on March 11first off, i agree w/ your author note---writing is sometimes like an out-of-body experience, but often times its our subconcious speaking, finally finding an outlet.
hah ok, now to your poem---
the only thing is that in the first stanza, you say "dark" and then "dark" directly after that line. it makes it come off as redundant, so maybe you should consider revising that word. but that's all your decision and stylistic.
the last stanza in my opinion is your strongest, and i thought it was almost detached from the rest because of its strength. after reading it again, i felt the poem more deeply and saw the last stanza's deep connection with the poem as a whole. i love the story it tells and the feelings it expresses: a love so strong, where you become so 'one' that you almost lose yourself. every mention of passion in your poem has a bittersweet note, where it feels essential for exisistance, where it's about necessity over selflessness and recieving over giving. and the ending sums up the recurring idea: love is suicide. you fall in with the "burning of the wood", a passion so strong it destroys you. but even if it ends, there's always something left behind, a ghost, or "smoke".
but this is all what i took from it :-) your motivation for this poem could be completely different lol.
but this poem gets better and better w/ every read. love it!
*ali-cat*
