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I dream my paintings and I paint my dreams - Vincent Van Gogh
"I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart". - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I have been writing for around twelve years now. I really got into it my senior year of high school when I had one amazing English teacher. I already loved English, but Mrs. Barkus just made it even more amazing and I owe her the world for being the first person to truly admire my writing and art, and for being the first person who told me I would go far in life for it.
I choose not to write in a specific genre or style. But, I do have my own style of writing. I think everyone does. It's what makes each individual poet an artist in their own right no matter the experience of the poet. I like to play around with different techniques, make up my own styles, play with formatting and find the oddest way to express some of the simplest things. I think it's what keeps me most interested in poetry.
Most of my works are on the darker side, though I dabble in "inspirational" and "nature", and greatly enjoy those genres as well. However, I love the images that one can conjure with a good dark write and the chill that one can give you. Not to mention the mood that they convey. If I have manipulated a reader's emotion throughout my words then I have done my job, and if a reader has left feeling inspired or enlightened by my words then I am greatly honored to have made an impact in their day or life or whatever the case may be.
My biggest passion in life, however, is visual art. I love drawing and have been since I was 3. I still have photos of me posing with my first ever drawings and I must say I looked like a very proud three year old lol. Beyond poetry my art is truly my life thread and I don't know what I would do if I could never draw again. Probably gnaw down the ends of my fingers to draw in blood... ok not that morbid... but you get the picture
I'm generally a kind-hearted person and prefer to give people a fighting chance, but time and again society has proven that humans, as a species, are dumb. Individual people can overcome this... and those are the people I like. My kindness can change instantly if I feel I, or someone I care for, is being attacked unduly... then I'm really not so nice.
Uh... that was long...
Cherished Poems Written for Me by My Dearest Friends!
Sultry vixen of darknesses pure delight,
Indulges in flesh of fresh fangled fright.
Never underestimate her powers within,
It will be you who's her new victim of sin.
Sweet black lips match a cold dark bitch,
Take care you all, she'll kill you in a cinch.
Everyone ripped, masticated bloody gore,
Remnants burned for calling her a whore.
Sexy dark seductress lures in her new prey,
Every single one will know it's time to pay.
Right when you think you're in for some fun,
Eyes turn red, yeah, your ass had better run.
No where can you go, ha, luck's run out bro,
Dance with devilish daughter for a good show,
End with your death by her, you were too slow.
Concrete Angel By: Elyse A.
Come one, come all,
On this night of terror
No fiend will hide...
Come one come all
Refrain not your blood lust
Enter this world of horror
Tonight leave your fears behind
Enjoy a night truly one of a kind
Another place for horror to nest
Not a place for the weak hearted
Go free little monsters of the night
Electrify, in their hearts plant fright
Long for the darkness dwellers of the night!
Downy Wings of Our Concrete Angel By: Ellie Le Jeune
She is the Queen of poetic form.
The quintessential sister divine.
Easy to love her tender sweet heart.
Poetess, her pen filled with golden ink.
Her kindness radiates these pages.
Always there to help us understand.
Never underestimate her wit and charm.
Intelligent, a brain that boggles the mind.
Exquisite woman. friend, and poet bar non.
The most important people in my life!
TheGothicScorpion: My ever so wonderful husband. Funny, charming, laid back and always making me feel special. There's no one else I'd rather be with. We have so much in common it's scary. Even scarier when he voices what I'm thinking... as I'm thinking it. He's my support and my strength, he lets me cry on his shoulder whenever I need to, he's always there to listen to me, and I know he sees me for me and loves me for who I am and I know it's 100% true. I love him and that will never change. Oh yeah... and I can beat him at air hockey!
BloodRedBlueEyes: lil sister #1. The insanity that keeps my life sane. She always listens (or at least pretends to) to my work stories. She's one of the few people who's seen me cry, one of the few people who can bring me out of a rotten mood and one of the many people who can put me in a bad one. She's known me her whole life... poor dear... She slaps me back to reality if I fall into a self-pity trip. there's no way you can ever be replaced you're too important and loved. I love you Katie!
UnicornSparkleVomit: lil sister #2. She's important too! My baby sis, the spoiled princess of the family... still. She's cute and she knows it, and THAT'S the problem! But she has her moments when she can keep me sane! Plus she's all emo... poor little thing... looks so pathetic. LMAO @ Annie!!! And may her doggy Crystal Chandelier rest in peace.
Poets here who are definitely worth a read
(in no particular order)
PASSED ON BUT WELL WORTH A READ! RIP MY LOVELY FRIEND
The list is ever growing and ever changing... if you don't see your name here, don't worry, it could be in the near future, it more than likely means I just haven't read any of your work yet. If you would like to see your name on this list all you have to do is comment on one of my poems. When I return the favor if I am intrigued enough by your poetry your name will be added to the list
Also, if you click on a link and it doesn't work please let me know so I can fix it to allow everyone to experience these great poets.
My AllPoetry Family: (My family has recycled many times as people have come and gone, but no matter where they are they will always hold a special place in my heart)
Mom: Sonnet Diva
Dad: feyfalen1 (my vampiric father )
Step Mom, who is sometimes mean just because she can: Kethry
Big Brothers: Steve R., J. Todd Underhill, Night-Lord
Big Sisters: Blushfulmoon, Ellie Le Jeune
Little Sisters: Intricate Wordsmith, The LostSoul, princessinthesun
My devious triplet sisters: Avariella & Elyse A.
Loony Uncle: IntimidusRex
Aunt: Lisa Spinks (Auntie Spinks)
Also blessed with unique extensions in my family...
Wizard Dragon Protector: MistiqueWizzard
Guardian Angel: Nicole Alexander
My Demonic Shadow: Porcelain Shade
My Crazy Neighbor who borrows sugar for his coffee: Immortal Flesh
Avariella Concrete Angel Elyse A.
Favorite poets/authors: Geoffrey Chaucer, T.S. Eliot, Edgar Allan Poe, Lewis Carroll, Ernest Hemingway, Diana Gabaldon and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (who, I am happy to say, is an ancestor of mine) ~~~~~
The Jabberwocky By: Lewis Carroll
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
all mimsy were the borogroves,
and the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the jubjub bird, and shun
the frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
long time the manxome foe he souht--
so rested he by Tumtum tree,
and stood awhile in thought.
And, ad in uffish thought he stood,
the Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
and burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
the vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
he went galumping back.
"And has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brilig and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
all mimsy were the borogoves,
and the mome raths outgabe.
Hymn To The Night By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls!
I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light
From the celestial walls!
I felt her presence, by its spell of might,
Stoop o'er me from above;
The calm, majestic presence of the Night,
As of the one I love.
I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight,
The manifold, soft chimes,
That fill the haunted chambers of the Night
Like some old poet's rhymes.
From the cool cisterns of the midnight air
My spirit drank repose;
The fountain of perpetual peace flows there,--
From those deep cisterns flows.
O holy Night! from thee I learn to bear
What man has borne before!
Thou layest thy finger on the lips of Care,
And they complain no more.
Peace! Peace! Orestes-like I breathe this prayer!
Descend with broad-winged flight,
The welcome, the thrice-prayed for, the most fair,
The best-beloved Night!
THE HIPPOPOTAMUS By: T.S. Eliot
The broad-backed hippopotamus
Rests on his belly in the mud;
Although he seems so firm to us
He is merely flesh and blood.
Flesh-and-blood is weak and frail,
Susceptible to nervous shock;
While the True Church can never fail
For it is based upon a rock.
The hippo's feeble steps may err
In compassing material ends,
While the True Church need never stir
To gather in its dividends.
The 'potamus can never reach
The mango on the mango-tree;
But fruits of pomegranate and peach
Refresh the Church from over sea.
At mating time the hippo's voice
Betrays inflections hoarse and odd,
But every week we hear rejoice
The Church, at being one with God.
The hippopotamus's day
Is passed in sleep; at night he hunts;
God works in a mysterious way--
The Church can sleep and feed at once.
I saw the 'potamus take wing
Ascending from the damp savannas,
And quiring angels round him sing
The praise of God, in loud hosannas.
Blood of the Lamb shall wash him clean
And him shall heavenly arms enfold,
Among the saints he shall be seen
Performing on a harp of gold.
He shall be washed as white as snow,
By all the martyr'd virgins kist,
While the True Church remains below
Wrapt in the old miasmal mist.
Quotes are fun... a little snippet of someone's wit or wisdom passed on to others who can then take what meaning they want from them... a good quote can even act as guidance for life... and some are great just for a laugh... A collection of my fave quotes I've heard or read, some great inspiration others just corny... take from them what you will and if you know who spoke or wrote any that have "unknown" next to them let me know so I can give proper credit
#On Life and Love#
Try not to be a man of success, but rather, a man of value - Albert Einstein
Computer games don't affect kids; I mean if Pac-Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive electronic music.
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness. - Friedrich Nietzsche
Speak when you are angry and you will give the best speech you'll ever regret. - Laurence J. Peter
It's easy to see, hard to foresee - Benjamin Franklin
When one has much to put into them, a day has a hundred pockets - Friedrich Nietzsche
Not all who wander are lost - JRR Tolkein
a half-meant promise is not as bad as a half-eaten cookie - second-born
#On Death# The best way to get praise is to die - Italian Proverb I hate life for it will not release me I hate death for it will not embrace me. - Midian Dying is just natures way of saying "Hey! You're not alive anymore!" - Unknown A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic. - Unknown For death begins at life’s first breath, and life begins at touch of death - John Oxenham As long as I have a want, I have a reason for living. Satisfaction is death. - George Bernard Shaw I am prepared to die, but there is no cause for which I am prepared to kill. - Mahatma Gandhi Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist. - Epicurus More people have been slaughtered in the name of religion than for any other single reason. That, my friends, that is true perversion. - Harvey Milk Death, the one appointment we all must keep, and for which no time is set - Charlie Chan The fear of death is the most unjustified of all fears, for there's no risk of accident for someone who's dead. - Albert Einstein According to most studies, people's number one fear is public speaking. Number two is death. Death is number two. Does that sound right? This means to the average person, if you go to a funeral, you're better off in the casket than doing the eulogy. - Jerry Seinfeld
#On Self esteem and Strength# Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear. - Mark Twain You're only as great as you think you are. Screw everyone else. - Me Hiding one's true self to impress others is a ridiculous habit, really. - Me It's better to be hated for who you really are inside, than liked for what you're not or what others want you to be. - Me You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream. - C.S. Lewis Stand up for standing out - UnicornSparkleVomit
#On Knowledge and Creativity# An essential aspect of creativity is not being afraid to fail. - Dr. Edwin Land (American Scientist) Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege. - Unknown If you think things can't get worse it's probably only because you lack sufficient imagination. - Unknown Knowledge is realizing that the street is one-way, wisdom is looking both directions anyway - Unknown If my calculations are correct SLINKY + ESCULATOR = EVERLASTING FUN - Unknown No great artist sees things as they really are. If he did he would cease to be an artist - Oscar Wilde
#On Religion and Science# (Did she just put those two together? O.O YES she did! OMG... hehe) ARR! The laws of science be a harsh mistress! - Bender Bending Rodriguez; Futurama If God lived on Earth people would break his windows - Jewish Proverb Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car. - Unknown As Long As There Are Tests, There Will Be Prayer In Public Schools. - Unknown Science without Religion is lame. Religion without Science is blind - Albert Einstein I am a deeply religious nonbeliever... this is a somewhat new religion - Albert Einsetin But who prayers for Satan? Who in 18 centuries has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner who needed it most. - Mark Twain God? God is dead get over it - Midian I ate Jesus with a side of cole slaw and tater salad... MMMMM... Soul food! - Midian
#On Government and Society# When the people fear the government there is tyranny. When the government fears the people there is democracy - Thomas Jefferson If men can run the world, why can't they stop wearing neckties? How intelligent is it to start the day by tying a little noose around your neck? - Linda Ellerbee My political ideal is that of Democracy. Let every man be respected as an individual, and no man be idolized - Albert Einstein War doesn't determine who's right. War determines who's left. - Unknown If pro is opposite of con, then what is the opposite of progress? - Unknown Solution to two of the world's problems: Feed the homeless to the hungry. - Unknown The lack of money is the root of all evil - Mark Twain Civilization degrades the many to exalt the few. -Amos Bronson Alcott
#On Simplicity and Practicality# "Begin at the beginning," the King said, gravely, "and go on till you come to the end; then stop." - Alice in Wonderland; Lewis Carrol I'll believe in you if you believe in me,' said the Unicorn to the Dragon. - Alice in Wonderland; Lewis Carrol THey say a dog is a man's best friend. I don't believe that. How many friends have you had neutered? - Larry Reeb When you know you smell... you know you smell! You know? - Me (momentary lapse of sanity) Every dog is entitled to one bite - English Proverb A cabin with plenty of food is better than a hungry castle - Irish Proverb
"Tasty Jesus" John: *reading bumper sticker* "Try Jesus!" Me: Makes you wonder how he would taste. John: What I want to know is, would you need a dipping sauce? --- "Learning Colors" (as we are preparing to play Burnout on Xbox) Me: Ok Annie, what color car do you want; red, black or blue? Annie: YELLOW! --- "Better dog" Me: I don't want to just dump my dog off somewhere. I want her to have a home. John: You could just tie her up infront of the Vietnamese restaurant down at the River Front. Me: NOOOOO! Steve: Why not? Me: She's not that bad of a dog!!! Steve: A little salt and pepper and she'd be better. ------------------------------
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