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"Mundane Life, Broken
"Looking to Find
"Just Come Back
"Take My Breath
Thoughts and ideas run back and forth;
Thinking, thinking, and thinking for a artistic
As the eyes scan a rectangular shape of emptiness;
All white like snow and barren of a wasted space.
A pencil sharpened to a point lies nearby;
Endless possibilities of creative images await.
With cautious care,
A lead tip glides across the blank space.
Precious care and minutes pass by;
Anticipation of the final product.
Pressure becomes apparent,
As an outline begins to take shape.
Lead line too jagged quickly erased,
If only memories were that easy to erase.
Repeated the line again with near perfection,
Although perfection is never in the cards.
Outline of a face appears in the white space;
Still empty with no identity to identify.
Repeated sharpens of a pencil and rough surface of
A face slowly arises from the flat surface.
Shades of its skin, hair, and facial features;
Give the outline more than just an outline.
A portrait once so lifeless begins to come alive.
An identity becomes apparent.
A slight of fingers blends the rough edges;
Creating a smooth appearance of our creation.
The pencil is laid to rest nearby;
The creator’s eyes scan the picture for
Once a blank space is now a masterpiece of hard work and
Wonder as I wonder what does Posh think?
I drew the above picture!)
A world may seem black
and white, but it takes a sign from the heavens to show its
the tracks lead us in the ever mysterious thing called
alone in an empty space of nature is sometimes the greatest
view of god's creations.
kiss for a kiss,
An embrace to feel her
Our hearts skip a
Guess love beats its
Touch of your
Feels soft to
World around us mean
That means the world to
Our eyes wide
Wishing this moment
could last forever,
This feeling of this
Only feels like
Or a beautiful
Dreaming I am
Take my breath
Let my thoughts
As I run my
Through your soft
Kissing your soft lips
And making this moment
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Horror/suspense short stories/poetry
Favorite writers: Stephen
King, Lois Duncan, James Patterson, Sylivia Plath,
Favorite Movies: The
Blind Side, The Roommate, Silent Hill, The Crazies