DESCRIPTION
Remnants of childhood abuse. Find the main them written in all the centered words - read each centered single word from top to bottom. [82 words]
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
16 years old. Relatively moody, very curious and nosy. Always looking for all the answers. Do I necessarily find them? No. But roads are for journeys, not for destinations. Other titles [August 2000]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (10) A Fostered Dream (Poetry) Sometimes, giving up and hoping for the worst is easier than facing what you are afraid of. There comes a point when one truly doesn't give a damn because he's been beaten by his pain, and dying seems... [171 words] A Pointless Search (Poetry) A poem about a confused lover looking for his/her mate, but in all the wrong places and all the wrong ways. [123 words] Cosmic Tides (Poetry) A very quiet poem about one person's realization that they are infinitely small compared to the universe. [187 words] Death By Poseidon (Poetry) This is not so much a straight-forward poem as it is a puzzle, or a mind game. It presents two possibilities to what REALLY happened in the bulk of the poem. After you've read the poem through, read t... [78 words] Here To Stay (Songs) A song about being happy because you are comforted by the knowledge that you're lover will never leave you. [202 words] Meaningful Things (Poetry) The little things have come to be what matter the most. It's the small things which make all the difference. [72 words] Running (Away?) (Poetry) The title should be sufficient explanation. [47 words] Searching The Universe (Poetry) We search, in everything, for the one thing in which we find it hardest to believe or trust... [28 words] Silence (Poetry) A war poem. [95 words] Society (Poetry) It's funny how we often shun those who don't make us feel happy or good or comfortable. What about those people who are depressed? Mentally retarded? Suffering from anger and sadness? Getting older an... [90 words]
Angel Wings Of Paper Samantha Carter
Angel wings of paper Buried in a little box with Crayons and crowns and fraying strings all jumbled and used. These precious things good time has frowned upon like a fox- memories abused and the caper sits by forgetting the past. Locked behind rich wooden doors spotted spiders bite and scratch away at dimming abuse scarred out of mind. Behind the angel wings once used and crayons that drew a kind us Dust covers brilliant floors and darkens shadows we once cast.
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""...with all good memories locked away behind us..." ..."...we are always locked away before we arrive."" -- Kimberly De Liz.
"Hey, Samantha, i just have to say theat i really liked this poem, thanks for writing it "wrighters wright, so that readers can read"" -- John Lunsford, Burke, USA, Va..
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