DOVE

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I grew up along the Mississipp River in Moline, Il until the age of eight. Moving to Phoenix, Az opened up a whole new world for me. It was then I began taking art seriously. I write anything and everything that is close to me. Poetry and songs are my favorite kind to write, but I also enjoy an occasional short story or childrens' book. In 1994, poetry became my biggest way of expression. I admit, it's chaotic, but that's life. From that moment I have have not stopped. 5 years later I decided to begin developing songwriting skills. As well, felt I should think about constructing my voice. Growing up as a singer I was introverted and only sang when I was alone. Playing the violin kept my interest in pursuing music. However, the time I spent with it made it apparent this was not the direction I would go in the industry. I sang in front of a crowd for the first time in March, 2007 at Joe's Grotto. I had bronchitis and was so tired I had no desire to go up there other than the fact that I had scheduled it. I got through it, painstakingly enough (for the crowd that is-LOL), but I am SO happy I did it now. Another mission of endearment is photography. I walk around constantly seeing the everyday in which I love to capture the beauty of. All forms of life and that which runs it. I think the biggest impact in my life was the actual impact from falling out of a third story building when I was the age of three. There is nothing more that could've changed my perceptions than that...not over a period of a lifetime anyways. I thank God I am functional person in this world. Life for me will always turn out good to me because, of this one experience. People have survived more than that physically and still come out, however different, a working progress in the need of this world. Our physical pain is uncontrolled, but if we can survive the uncontrolled we can survive ANYTHING!
Vladimír Hirsch – Fire Scream
Reflection
Nothing can be taken for granted And we are taught Freedom is choosen for us Our first given Is taken to the cord As the knife It is our first lesson That which we desire We are cut off from We are broken away Wailing for someone to hold us And we cry Leaving us breathless For the warmth The eternal search So that we feel the illumination That drives from the darkness It is the persistence What we strive to be Tri-mesters of being That drives us to the next
Determination
Only knowing we have made it this far This is This life Only knowing they have made it this far Looking back In the eyes of the one No mirror to reflect by A life that begins in darkness A life that has made it's way The mold is formed The clay In which we were birthed from One ovum, one sperm Essentially it comes to And no matter what we believe Respecting the decisions of others That leaves us By refining us No confining us Not to be pulled By matters of Ones Self Is the reality In it's truess sense of realism is
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