1turkiegirl

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About Me

I am from small town in West Virginia. I have a daughter, 11 & a son, 5. I love reading, writing, music, guitar, sports, and knowledge. My children spend most of my free time for me participating in their activities. We spend sunny (& usually rainy) days playing & practicing cheer & softball, baseball & football. In between, we compete for time on-line...also, Wii for fun & laughs.
I graduated with honors from West Virginia State College (now University) in 2001. I received a multicultural education with a BA in English Literature and Professional Writing. I also studied Spanish --after 6 semesters -- I still can't form a proper sentence in Spanish. I settled for the 'jest' of the language, and accumulated much loved area studies in Technical & Creative Writing, Fine Arts, and Women's Studies during the extra semesters struggling with a new language.

Recently, I have started to write at every opportunity. I hope to gain and share skills from other writers here. I write mainly poetry, but want to dive into fiction & nonfiction again. Any and all suggestions, tips, and new genre techniques are welcomed and appreciated. Hope I can do the same.


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Posted 15 Years Ago


Bright Star - John Keats



Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature�s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors;
No-yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love�s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever-or else swoon to death.