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Array ( [sid] => 17594 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => She could write anything [time] => 2003-05-15 06:35:00 [hometext] => Don't tell me what to write...don't tell me how to act...I am me ...for a reason ...becuase I am not you...let me write how I want to write...I am sick of it...you can't change my perspective. I love you still though [bodytext] => She could write about a tree:
The grand willow tree sits upon a thrown
It's branches wisp and bake
It's the smell of summe
and
It's the sound of fall
She could write about the ocean:
The dark blue water
wept of confusion
Pled for forgiveness
The dark blue water
Deep and shown
She could write about how much she loved her mom:
I remember when I cried
you picked me up
and
then i grew
got to big to pick up
but don't worry, I do, I still love you
She could write about times of despair:
The razor slowly slid off the dresser
in a hand it was recieved
slicing the skin
numbing the pain inside
She could write about times of joy:
Through Countless hours of devotion
they walked through the halls
hand in hand
Finally
they had graduated
family and friends all around
The ceremony was finished
The foundation was complete
She could write about anything she wanted
She was good
you had togive her that
But the auther chooses the topic
the author chooses the outcome
The author had control
She likes that control
it's hers and hers alone
it's all she's known

(So if you don't like it...you write...I am sick of being told to write "happy" .I am sorry people don't like the way I am...but I am okay with that)
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Jilli_bean [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )

She could write anything

Contributed by Jilli_bean on Thursday, 15th May 2003 @ 06:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

She could write about a tree:
The grand willow tree sits upon a thrown
It's branches wisp and bake
It's the smell of summe
and
It's the sound of fall
She could write about the ocean:
The dark blue water
wept of confusion
Pled for forgiveness
The dark blue water
Deep and shown
She could write about how much she loved her mom:
I remember when I cried
you picked me up
and
then i grew
got to big to pick up
but don't worry, I do, I still love you
She could write about times of despair:
The razor slowly slid off the dresser
in a hand it was recieved
slicing the skin
numbing the pain inside
She could write about times of joy:
Through Countless hours of devotion
they walked through the halls
hand in hand
Finally
they had graduated
family and friends all around
The ceremony was finished
The foundation was complete
She could write about anything she wanted
She was good
you had togive her that
But the auther chooses the topic
the author chooses the outcome
The author had control
She likes that control
it's hers and hers alone
it's all she's known

(So if you don't like it...you write...I am sick of being told to write "happy" .I am sorry people don't like the way I am...but I am okay with that)

Copyright © Jilli_bean ... [ 2003-05-15 06:35:00]
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Re: She could write anything (User Rating: 1 )
by stargazer on Thursday, 15th May 2003 @ 04:33:44 PM AEST
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Woah!

That was pure venting I take it. But it kicked butt. Jillian, don't ever change because someone wants you to. You are Jillian and your real friends will like you, for you. Don't pretend to be happy and write about the birds and bees. Poetry is a form of expression. If you aren't happy, don't write happy. Simple as that.

A wise person once told me that you are only who you allow yourself to be. And for you... you allow yourself to be a writer.

Don't forget that. Those that don't like your writing, don't like you becasue that is a reflection of self. Remember this...

Amy

Re: She could write anything (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 17th May 2003 @ 05:15:57 PM AEST
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this is great, always follow and be true to your heart, mind and soul! for a while someone i knew would try to get me to change my poetry, {if i made the mistake of sharing one before i posted}, even my use of punctuation! it made me mad too!! lol!! we each have our own style, suggestions are nice and even helpful, but geez already! good job!
hugs nessa

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