I am an amateur poet. I hope to improve my writing. I live in Texas. I have been writing for about ten years. I mostly write poetry. I have two short stories but they need a lot of work. My poem "The Price of Freedom" has been published in "The Poetry Explosion Newsletter"also known as the "Pen". This poem has also been published in "The Scarlett Pooh". My poem "The Price of Freedom" original version has been published in "Lone Stars" #69 Summer 2011. My poem "The Price of Freedom,extended edition has been accepted for publication in "Flowers and Vortexes X11" at Promiseoflight.org. I'll update when this edition comes out. My poem "God is Everywhere" has been published in the online newsletter "juvenileadadvoctes.org/newsletter.pdf Winter 2011 Volume 1 issue 3. Of course this is a christian poem so please be advised. My prose/poem "A Dream"/"A Floatation Device" will be published soon at gettingalongwithgrief.blogspot.com Again this is Christian so please be advised. My haiku poems "Anger" and "The Price of Freedom"(yes I have this poem in haiku form also) have been published online at haikujournal.org. issue 6. My poem "The Price of Freedom" has been published in a family friendly newsletter. The name of this newsletter is "The Poets Art".
"The Price of Freedom" A ghostly image of a soldier stood in the back ground, as a mother with a babe in her arms stood by a grave site. She lowly whispered, "Father this is your son. Son this is your father. He gave his life so that others might live." "Deep Inside" When I first learned of my pregnancy I burst with pride, But then there was a pain deep inside. The doctor informed me the pregnancy had ended, I felt my heart could never be mended. The passage of time has helped the pain subside. But time to time I shed a tear deep inside. This child lives in my heart, I must confide deep inside. "My Mother's Gentle Hands" My Mother used to comb my long hair. When she hit a tangle I would cry out in pain. She would place her gentle hands upon my head and whisper, "I'm sorry darling but you must endure the pain so that your hair will be shiny and beautiful." When my life hits a tangle I long for my mother's gentle hands to ease the pain.
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