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About Me

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My Interests

I write poetry, draw, search for the meaning in life and nagggggggg-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- START YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --
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I'd like to meet:

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You Are Marge Simpson
You're a devoted family member who loves unconditionally.

Sometimes, though, you dream about living a wild secret life!

You will be remembered for: your good cooking and evading the police

Your life philosophy: "You should listen to your heart, and not the voices in your head." The Simpsons Personality Test

Music:

Delta Sunset

Movies:

When Harry Met Sally, The Princess Bride, Lost in Translation, Pulp Fiction, Kill Bill Vol. 1 and 2, anything that has to do with ghost....

Television:

Medium, Dead Like Me, Psychic Detectives, and Ghost Hunters

Books:

A Poetry Handbook by Mary Oliver, Funny by Jennifer Michael Hecht, The Dark Side of the Light Chasers By Debbie Ford, They Shoot Canoes, Don't They by Patrick F. Mc Manus- Soooo funny! Beekkeeping for Dummies, Writing Children's books for Dummies, Destiny and Deliverance, Spiritual Insights fromt he Life of Moses, Experiencing Spiritual Breakthroughs, by DR. Bruce H Wilkinson, Poetry Galore!!!!! Painted on the side of the drug store in Hollandale, MS.

Heroes:

My Father, My Mother, My Children Charles and Spencer, My husband Mark, Mrs. C, Julie, Brooke, EE Cummings, Dr. Seuss, Cindy Sheehan, Lady Diana.

My Blog

The Unlucky Seven

The unlucky seven fired a total of twenty-one sets that could be heard all the way to heaven. Click clak Boom! And felt in the shutterings of spines. The sound a token. Click c...
Posted by Amanda on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 01:41:00 PST

Ghost

Ghost Oh, how I pray for the days gone by that I miss, for the loss of its memory of the sweet-soft innocence once shared in a kiss; of a love, and a time of a fabled history long ago....
Posted by Amanda on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 01:23:00 PST

Bees and Honey

He needs me to make a grocery list, To spell the words correctly, Which I find funny. "Who cares if you spell toilet paper incorrectly, We are the only ones to read it?" He puts up with me And ...
Posted by Amanda on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 03:41:00 PST

Duck, the sky is falling (rough draft)

Monday I woke my husband To tell him, I am crazy. He said, looking at the clock, It is 12:15. (Hmm, what does that Have to do with anything?) I know I have been lying here W...
Posted by Amanda on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 12:08:00 PST

Inside Out!

Inside out! Confused by concepts I know nothing about Not wanting to be a part of deceit. I was born in the Delta, But I am not the same- outsider Back inside this crazy frame Of nepotism and r...
Posted by Amanda on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 02:57:00 PST

Re-write of The Whittler and His Wife

The Whittler And His Wife Sharp knife, blunt tip A piece of wood, just sufficient As he cuts away She bleeds. Sitting on their stoop Knowing of his harsh swoops The carving knife cuts de...
Posted by Amanda on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 06:50:00 PST

If I knew I was dying

If I knew I was dying& I would go to church every Sunday, Kneel down and thank God for the time I had; Eat right, exercise, quit smoking, Drinking, cursing, and midnight snacks; I'd never tur...
Posted by Amanda on Sat, 09 Sep 2006 10:07:00 PST

Not a poem, just ramblings

Who you should go see if you are feeling unloved and unappreciated A chiropractor. This is my top pick! Once when I was living in Texas and I was on a marriage/dating hiatus, I hur...
Posted by Amanda on Sat, 09 Sep 2006 06:53:00 PST

Having Lost My Direction poem

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Posted by Amanda on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 07:46:00 PST

From the last words poem

From The Last Words From wince we came, we shant allow The draggers dread to embow, The spirit felt that cant escape Which we perceive as noble fait! Although it tugs upon our lift, And...
Posted by Amanda on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 07:50:00 PST