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| Booksie Address: | http://www.booksie.com/MadameMadHatter |
| Country: | United States |
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| Favorite book: | Jodi Picoult/ My Sister's Keeper |
| Member Since: | Feb 11, 2008 |
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Jul 30, 2008
Crazy ole Madame having a missing Robert kind of day.
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Jul 18, 2008
This poem is about feeling like people look right at me...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: May 24, 2008
This is an example of the lyrics that I sometimes write....
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: May 14, 2008
This is a poem I wrote back in April '07. Since I hardly...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: May 14, 2008
You asked me how I felt about you. You told me you wanted...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Apr 16, 2008
Late at night when I can't sleep I write all kinds of...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Mar 23, 2008
This poemis about missing Rob. I didn't let myself grieve...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Mar 23, 2008
This poem is about what happens when you finally get free...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 26, 2008
Another re-vamped college poem. I went to the college...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 26, 2008
I originally wrote this poem way back in the early...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 25, 2008
Another part of my story. This is a poet's view of it.
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 25, 2008
These poems that are dark are about me surviving the...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 22, 2008
Last summer I had a spirit visitor in my dream. It was of...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 22, 2008
My daughter was so hysterical when she was pregnant. With...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 22, 2008
This is Madame being soft for a change. It is also about...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 20, 2008
This poem was written last winter. I had rough go of it...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 20, 2008
Yeah, Sometimes the Madame really gets mad. This poem was...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 20, 2008
I had a dear friend who crossed the veil on May 8th,...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 12, 2008
After I escaped David I got a new neighbor. He was just...
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 12, 2008
It's about missing that bigger than life Robert
A Poem by MadameMadHatter
Posted: Feb 12, 2008
This poem is about when I began to really take note of...
What I would tell you about me....
I guess I will start with how the name Madame Mad Hatter came about. Three years ago, someone I loved very much, so very much, died. He was the absolute center of my world. I just didn't really get it until he was gone. Thus, began a very scary downward spiral for me. The loss and the grief sent me into this a journey where all that I was became all that I am now. I vision myself starting that journey as this beautiful, yet naive woman. And arriving here as this beautiful but somewhat crazy , in order to survive, woman. Truth is, I like the crazy, in order to survive, woman best. Because she is the one who sees it, feels it, and tells it like it is. Where the woman before crawled off in a corner and cried about it.ÃÂ Therefore I give all writting credit to the Madame of Madness, Madame Mad Hatter. The first poem that I add to this site, will be more explanatory about the how the Madame came to be. It is titled, The Legend of the Madame Mad Hatter.
I figure alot of people will have some questions about my chosen occupation as a Independant Paranormal Investigator. So here's the story. I was raised with two very special women who refused to conform to the norms of religion. In otherwords they were Wiccan. Since I was 11 years old the things those two special ladies taught me  have imprinted themselves within my spirit. I still follow the old ways and used to work as a Tarot Reader. But every time I'd sit down to do a reading for someone, I'd find that I'd feel one of thier relatives/loved ones horn in to my reading. Therefore, I began to seek proof of their true existence. And I found it. Became addicted to listening to the disembodied voices on tape, and here I am. Ghosts/Spirits don't scare me (well not too often). Humans on the otherhand scare the bejesus out of me. Cemeteries are my favorite places to go and walk and listen.
And you all were wondering about that pen name....I think I probaly just showed my true Madame colors. Yep, the Madame actually has a sense of humor. Dark though it be at times.
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