These poems are all my original work, I write from the heart and my head for my own sanity! I do not share these with anyone I know... These are my inner most thoughts written directly on here to share with others as part of my healing process. Unfortunately most of my self penned poetry is dark and sacred to me- by writing on here I feel I am able to express myself freely with the knowledge that there are like minded people who can relate to my poems... As much as I can relate to theirs...
I live and I write...... My life is a canvas and I have arranged the qualities of myself so perfectly as to contradict angelic purity and blasphemy in such a way that it is irresistible to all lovers, and all tragic romantics, all of those with open hearts to warm themselves. So warm your hearts in the oh so soothing sometimes painful flame that exhumes from me. It has laid in my body as a coffin for to many centuries, its about time i let it out now.
*CURRENTLY REVISING ALL POEMS* My relationship with life made me an empath when it comes to others, yet a cynic when it comes to myself | 28 years old | Figuring out life a little more all the time—growing | I only write what I know Experiences give you something to write about, so painful or wonderful, those times have fueled my poetry/creativity | Never go back unless to visit; always keep moving forward 🌺 Hayley Christine Currie
Now, My Words: Past I'm an enthusiast and connoisseur of my passions for music, movies, fishing, hunting, and hiking in woods, mountains, what have you for clear mind and exploration of known and unknown realms of reality and fantasy through writing. My admiration for these endeavors comes from no product, mental or physical , at the event's end but an addictive high from the process of participating. Playing the drums or listening to guitar, acting or viewing, keeping or tossing, Taking or passing, seeking or denying. It has, is, and always will be at the hands of amusement through partaking in whatever occurrence. The passion of writing
I have a desire. A desire to fix my life while at the same time fixing others. I'm a wanna-be poet from Kansas City, and I'm still very young. I want to continue to stretch my mind and continue to gain skills at writing. My poetry is mainly about my life and how I cope through, in hopes that I'll help someone else. I prefer deep emotional poetry, such as Edgar Allen Poe, or the best of Shakespeare, I also love Donte. Poetry is an amazing art, and I will always try to be better.
twenty-six year old poet from central scotland themes of: insomnia, solipsism, separation, confession, trippy-abstract, four a.m. word-spillage poetry & prose reader for the levatio published by honey & lime, the levatio, women in law @ the university of glasgow, vita brevis press, qmunicate ~ medium: @hollylm twitter: @hollylmckenna instagram: @beltanewean threads: @beltanewean bluesky: @hollylmckenna
There is a great, black, vacuous space. Within this darkened void lies all manner of gaseous forms and material substances endlessly swirling in a constant state of both perfect chaos and immaculate harmony. But even the most vividly descriptive imagery can only at best scratch the surface of such a mysteriously complicated thing. Such is the vain attempt to accurately depict the sheer complexity of a person within a paragraph. I can never fully express all that I am through written word alone, for just as the Universe must be experienced in order to be fully understood, so must I.
How do you survive the loss of a beloved? The author shares, in a style reminiscent of Rod McKuen, how he returned over and over after his divorce to the same Florida beach he once shared with his first love when they were teenagers in the 1970s. He walks and writes of his sorrow, and later his surprise of passion experienced with other loves on that same beach. He later placed those notes, in a bottle of sorts, which returned to him some thirty years later as a gift which he now shares with you. The author grew up in a small town in South Alabama and on the Gulf Coast of Florida. After being honorably discharged from the United States Air Force in 1980 he received a Master's degree in Counseling Psychology and has worked as a licensed psychotherapist for over thirty years. He also received a Master's degree in the Humanities from The University of West Florida where he taught briefly as an adjunct. He now resides just footsteps away from Blue mountain beach. These poems are from a compilation entitled “Notes From Blue Mountain Beach”, that may be reviewed online at most book sellers. They were written when the author was in his twenty’s, about forty years ago. They are more akin to “Sketches” of actual moments. You may view photos of Blue Mountain Beach taken in the 1970s and more recently on his website here: http://bluemountainbeach.weebly.com/
A young British writer who dabbles in the creative arts every now and then. I'm currently studying English Literature and Language at the University of Nottingham and am always struck by inspiration at the oddest times! Give the poems a read and get from them what you will; they're their own entities now, I can't control them any more
Humble as can be was never the guy to realy have or be givin alot so many daily struggles. writing allittle bit helps me cope i feel like i have some sort of talent.My lines may not mean alot but mabey some can relate. I feel as if everyone has an imagination thats been blocked off but theres always a way to break out and understand the talent whe all have. so much potential in all people they key is to bring it out because god made us with gifts so why cant we use them taldent comes from the heart break out of that box.
Lived a life of different struggles and probably still will experience some more in my life. At the same time have conquered some great battles in life. Now going through a new journey and wondering where its going to lead . Now I feel like I need to share my words just as a release and also to get feed back. Writing is something I enjoy and now I will see how it does out in the public. P.S. Just so those who read my poems they are what I call just words to me so they may seem raw. I just type them up like I wrote them Have a good one and thank you for reading.
I was born in Alabama. Lived the first 9 years of my life in Florida, but then moved back to Alabama after my grandmother passed away to live in her house. I've been here ever since and I absolutely love it. I am married to a wonderful man who is my best friend. I'm surrounded by my family and friends and beautiful nature. I am a follower of Christ. I've always loved to write. When I was little, I would write my parents little notes and slide them underneath the door of whatever room they were in. I just loved to touch people through my words. Verbally and on paper. When I became a teenager, I started to write random poetry for fun, but also for school. I realized that it wasn't homework for me to write, it was a joy. My poetry streak really took off at the age of 15. Now, having recently turned 30, I have been through a lot in the past decade and have not written as much as i used to. Ups and downs, highs and lows, defeats and victories...you name it. I've felt a lot of different emotions and thought many thoughts. And I've composed quite a few poems and written many songs through it all. So, this is my place to share them with the world, to touch others through my words. I hope they mean something to you. Thank you.
My life is one big blur of broken and lost love by the one I loved the most for the shortest period of time and I'm spending the rest of my life distracting myself of my brokenness and forever waiting for my dearest. > On top of that I come from a long past of death,mourning and despair. My gone father, my hero, a fallen soldier. My brother, never got to see the essence of this world, lost his breath at birth in the hospital. My mother, cheated on, beaten on, went head to head against death, passed through jail cells, but you will always see her with a smile, that's my guardian angel, the only thing/one/person I have left. ~ That is all you need to know about me.
i spent my early life in St Louis but learned about life in Califoria during the 70's. although i have grown up and joined the real world, my poetry reflects that girl in Venice when life held so much promise and magic....and i still believed the in the hopes of the 60s, mixed with the cynicism that came when the age turned wrong...
Poetry is an escape. I have never been very good at expressing myself verbally, but with a pen it's so easy. I use poetry as an outlet; it keeps me sane. I believe a lot is wrong with the world. And though I can't do much about it I try an use my poems to open people's eyes to what is happening around them. My style may seem amateur but it is how I choose to write. Poetry is my passion. And I'd like to share my work with as many people as I can because the only way they'll even have a chance at understanding me is through the words I put down on paper.
This blog observes a teenage boy (myself) who struggles with external, internal, and eternal problems. He does his best to stay the path he has been told is "right", but as he goes, he asks himself philosophical questions on what is "right" or "just" and why he is chained to the path he questions.