I was born in Crescent City, California, but was not there for long. I moved to Libby, Montana when I was only two, and lived there for the next 7 years of my life. I loved Libby, knew the streets as well as any 8 or 9 year old could, so as expected, I cried when my family of six moved to the small town of Troy just 18 miles away. Slowly I learned to love Troy just as much, and soon had friends and was even enjoying my time in my new school! One very short year of fun and laughter went by and we were moving again. I spent a month up in Eureka with my sister and two brothers, while our mom went off to the city of Bozeman, Montana, almost 400 miles south to visit family. My other two siblings moved back to Spokane to be with their father, and my sister decided to stay in Eureka when we moved. The rest of us happily lived and camped in the foothills of the Hyalite Canyon in Bozeman for the next two summer months. My mom would take my two brothers and I to the "Bozeman Beach" almost every day she wasn't working, and we would play in the sand and swim in the pond and have the time of our lives. One day, I saw an alligator made of sand, and wanted to make one myself, so I asked the man who had made it to help me. He and my mom got to talking and he invited us all over to dinner. When he learned of our situation, he offered to share his home with us! we now had a real roof over our heads. My sister eventually moved down to Bozeman with us, but the other two decided to stay in Washington. There was a normal life then, filled with school, friends, pets, singing and dancing, heartbreaks and love, happiness, and most importantly, family. My incredible mom has made this house a home, and openly welcomes us to come and go, all the while holding us together with her love and devotion to us. My very first poem was written for her, and though it is lost to time, I have been writing poetry ever since.
Stephen Lindow was from FL when he moved to MA in 1998 to squeak out an MFA in English from UMass-Amherst in 2004 where he taught, loafed, trespassed, and was diagnosed. Moving to Los Angeles in summer 2012, he eked out survival with performing and creating poetry films from his laptop. He's published poems in ARTillery, Bad Robot Poetry, Penumbra, The Massachusetts Review, Bateau, and Meat For Tea. He was a poetry editor for The Naugatuck Review from 2010-2011, a scuba diver, urban explorer, naturalist, and noisician[sic]. He performed Kurt Schwitters's 'Ursonata' with a Dadaist group in Holyoke, MA and took a TESOL license in 2008. In the late 90s he toured with Poetry Alive!, Inc. He currently teaches English Comp. at HCC-Brandon. Stephen Lindow era de FL cuando se trasladó a MA en 1998 a chillar a una maestría en Inglés de UMass-Amherst en 2004 donde enseñó, loafed, traspasados y fue diagnosticado. Mudarse a Los Angeles en el verano de 2012, se ganaba recogía la supervivencia con realizar y crear películas poesía desde su portátil. Ha publicado poemas en artillería, Bad Robot poesía, Penumbra, la revisión de Massachusetts, Bateau y carne para el té. Fue un editor de poesía para la revisión de Naugatuck de 2010-2011, un equipo de submarinismo buzo, explorador urbano, naturalista y noisician [sic]. Actuó de Kurt Schwitters 'Ursonata' con un dadaísta grupo en Holyoke, Massachusetts y tomó una licencia de TESOL en 2008. A finales de los 90 recorrió con poesía viva!, Inc. Actualmente imparte clases de inglés comp en HCC-Brandon. Stephen Lindow était FL quand il a déménagé à MA en 1998 à chillar à une maîtrise en anglais de UMass-Amherst en 2004 où il enseigne, loafed, percé et a été diagnostiqué. Arrivée à Los Angeles à l'été 2012, il a obtenu la collecte la survie faire et créer de la poésie de films depuis votre ordinateur portable. Il a publié des poèmes dans l'artillerie, Mauvaise poésie Robot, Penumbra, revue du Massachusetts, de Bateau et de viande pour le thé. Il fut éditeur du matériel de plongée sous-marine de poésie examen 2010-2011 Naugatuck, Plongeur, naturaliste, urban Explorer et noisician [sic]. Agi de Kurt Schwitters « Ursonate » avec un dadaïste de groupe à Holyoke, Massachusetts et a pris une licence TESOL en 2008. À la fin des années 90 Il part en tournée avec la poésie vivante!, Inc. Il enseigne actuellement la maquette anglais à HCC-Brandon. Stephen Lindow là FL khi ông chuyển đến MA vào năm 1998 để chillar để Thạc sĩ của tiếng Anh từ UMass-Amherst trong năm 2004, nơi ông giảng dạy, loafed, xỏ và được chẩn đoán. Di chuyển đến Los Angeles vào mùa hè năm 2012, ông thu được thu thập sự sống còn thực hiện và tạo ra bộ phim thơ từ máy tính xách tay của bạn. Ông đã xuất bản bài thơ pháo binh, Xấu Robot thơ, Penumbra, xem xét của Massachusetts, Bateau và thịt cho trà. Ông là người biên tập thơ đánh giá 2010-2011 Naugatuck, thiết bị lặn Thợ lặn, nhà tự nhiên học, đô thị Explorer và noisician [sic]. Hành động Kurt Schwitters 'Ursonata' với một Dadaist nhóm ở Holyoke, Massachusetts và lấy một giấy phép TESOL trong năm 2008. Vào cuối những năm 90 Ông đã đi lưu diễn với thơ sống!, Inc. Ông hiện đang dạy tiếng Anh comp ở HCC-Brandon. Stephen Lindow war FL als zog er nach MA im Jahr 1998 auf, chillar ein Master in Englisch von UMass Amherst im Jahr 2004, wo er unterrichtete, loafed, durchbohrt und diagnostiziert wurde. Umzug nach Los Angeles im Sommer 2012, erwarb er das Überleben sammeln machen und Filme Poesie von Ihrem Laptop zu erstellen. Er veröffentlichte Gedichte in Artillerie, Bad Robot Poesie, Halbschatten, Bewertung von Massachusetts, Bateau und Fleisch für den Tee. Er war Redakteur der Poesie Review 2010-2011 Naugatuck, Tauchausrüstung Taucher, Naturforscher, urban Explorer und Noisician [sic]. Kurt Schwitters gehandelt 'Ursonata' mit einem dadaistischen Gruppe in Holyoke, Massachusetts und nahm eine TESOL-Lizenz im Jahr 2008. Am Ende der 90er Jahre Er tourte mit Poesie lebendig!, Inc. Er lehrt englische Comp in HCC-Brandon. Стивен Lindow был FL, когда он переехал в мА в 1998 году chillar для степень магистра в английском с UMass Амхерст в 2004 году, где он преподавал, loafed, пирсинг и был поставлен диагноз. Переезд летом 2012 в Лос-Анджелес, он заработал, собирая выживания сделать и создать поэзию фильмы из вашего ноутбука. Он опубликовал стихи в артиллерии, Плохой робот поэзии, полутень, обзор Массачусетс, Бато и мясо для чая. Он был редактором обзор поэзии 2010-2011 Ногатук, подводное плавание оборудования Водолаз, натуралист, Городские Explorer и noisician [sic]. Действовал в Курт Швиттерс «Ursonata» с дадаистов в Холиок, Массачусетс и взял лицензию TESOL в 2008 году. В конце 90-х Он гастролировал с поэзией жив!, Inc. В настоящее время он преподает английский comp в HCC-Брэндон.
KE setlogolo sa Lekaba ke motho wa Tlou!!!!!!!!I Will like to thank my grandparent Rosina and Solomon Lekaba who I love,respect and appreciate so much.They are my everything(ke a leboga).I am a young smart girl best known as a poet.Born in Sebokeng.I discovered my passion for performing at a young age.I was always intersted in poetry and I always took part in number of poetry events.I love poetry so much and I hope someday i'll be known as a poet around the world.So I am inviting all of you into my world of poetry...May GOD bless u all!!!
I'm a lonely girl who loves nature, magick, and the unseen. My mind latches on to the things between the lines, the things that you can't find the right words for. I try my best to write them down and find myself almost always disappointed with the results. But I'm still trying. I relate to music a lot and sometimes its an inspiration. I don't have too many friends but I'm most comfortable when alone. I feel things too much, too deeply and I find myself often sad about things I can't comprehend. After too many negative experiences, I decided to disentangle myself and become consumed by the roller coaster of a journey I call my life. -The simple things- My name is Lis I live in NYC I am 23 years old Speech Pathology major Favorite writers are: Anais Nin, Hemingway, Anne Sexton, Sylvia Plath, J.K Rowling, Walt Whitman, JD Salinger, and many others.
My name is Afton Matthews, and I first realized I had a love of rhyme when I read some poems by Jack Pruletsky (sp?) After I read Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein, I knew that writing was something I wanted to do. I have been writing poems since I was in the first grade. I write about love sometimes, and tragedies, but my favorite poems are satirical. Some of them may be offensive, but I create what I create. I have been busy being a mother of three for quite some time now, and now that my kids are all in school and I have some time, I am going to start writing again.
I am a girl from Kliptown ..I live in a shark with my single mom ..my surrounding inspires me to write ,ever since I was a kid my reality due to poverty and some experiences pushed me into writing poems ,my writing grew and grew until now ....am still writing about the reality,facts,honesty and factors that people are afraid to face.
I like to think of myself as just another young lady hoping for the future. As a kid, I've always dreamed of becoming something huge and successful. At one point I wanted to become an Astronaut, then a Pediatrician, a movie director, a video game developer, etc... It wasn't until 5th grade that I would completely decide that I want to be famous for my art. I got picked up by CPS in 8th grade; December 17th, 2012. That day, I decided that I wanted to die... But I couldn't. I had my sister to look after. In 2013's summer, I would be placed in Vail to go to Cienega, make friends, and two months later, be forced out of Vail. Sometime in August, I was taken away from my sister and put with a new foster home. From that day and forward, I was also diagnosed with Chronic Depression and signs of suffering from Separation Anxiety. These conditions, when combined, which often happen, render in suicidal tendencies. I promised myself I would run away and hopefully get kidnapped and die on November 13th, 2013. But that same day, I would lay eyes on my biggest crush for the very first time. He had outgrown brown hair and was crying his eyes out. One thing lead to another, & on November 30th, 2013, he would stop in the middle of the hallway to kiss me. I finally found my reason to keep on living. My plans for the future are now completely different. My name is Liz. I am 16 years old. I want to become a designer in the artistic realm, become a published author, and spend most of my time at home to take care of a tiny version of myself and my fiance. There's not a special thing about me, but I can tell you exactly what does make me different: I believe in the power of love and what it can do for us. Some people claim to have seen Jesus. I claim to have seen true love.
I would not say I was a writer, but I like to write, always have but have never shared anything I've written. But I think my soul is a writer, I constantly hear everything in my life being narrated in such a way that I feel like my soul is writing my life out, or maybe reading what has already been written. Another part of my inner self is constantly coming up with parts of stories that haven't been written yet and waiting for me to come up with the rest of the story. And yet still more ideas for other characters or narrators never stop streaming in my head. I think I get in my own way from actually getting anything on paper, I tell myself I'll do it later, when I have enough time to get a lot of it done at once; if I don't have enough time to write the entire piece at once, I don't want to start, fearing I'd lose my train of thought, or maybe just scared of my own criticism; that and maybe the procrastinator in me is bigger than the writer in me. So if there is more submitted to this site than just this profile, maybe the writer in me is taking over! UPDATE: And now after I've put something up, I realize I am no writer at all. Maybe a generic something with an elementary vocabulary of words. No depth or thought in these whatsoever, if I could figure out how to make them not public I would. I apologize for wasting your time if you were looking for poetry.
Writing is an escape for me. I once buried this talent, but in recent years have discovered it again. I'm glad to have found a community of poets. Writing is so freeing, even when the words are a jumbled mess. I often pair a poem with a drawing to manifest the words. My motto is "Words can create pictures; pictures can create a loss of words." I want to inspire people. I want to make people think from a different perspective; make them uncomfortable. It's a tool i use, not only to express myself, but also to help others. That's the biggest joy writing has given me. Everyday I strive to get better, in writing and in life.
Everything I want to share is in the words. Thank you for being here. Also, I sometimes write using my own form of English. I have two styles: One - - using seemingly random "accents, alterations, etc." Here's an example of it: "The trée is ünder the skai. Skai is ünder the Heavèns. Water flows down. Trickles. And, marks us with gravity." The point is to inspire the image of other worldly ideas. It makes you read differently, with carefulness, and clarity. Ignore the difference in pronunciation, which there is. Two - - Like you saw in the example above, sometimes I will change the spelling of words. Sai them as you wuld. It'll make you think about it more.
Hi A little abou me; I'm a mom a friend and a lover a respectful woman. I believe in keeping it real.Be real to yourself so you can be real with others. If you think I'm perfect your wrong: there is no such thing as a perfect person: I was born to live to learn and learn to live. Anything else you want to know about just ask:)