Amanda Naomi : Writing

From

From

A Poem by Amanda Naomi


I am from the wildest imagination From a selfless child with nothing to hide I’m from a broken family filled with love And too, from a family..
Moenea

Moenea

A Story by Amanda Naomi


This was a time before there was measurement of time. Before countries were distinguished, and enemies made. Before all thought or hope of love, there..
Forget the Losing Whispers of Your Son

Forget the Losing Whispers of Your Son

A Poem by Amanda Naomi


Come home from winter dreamings One Return to living lovers waiting by the sea Forget the loosing whispers of your son Look skyward and forget th..
The Little Red Ribbon

The Little Red Ribbon

A Story by Amanda Naomi


Away in the East, rising fast above the land, the sun was dancing light on his night covered earth, and lovingly sent the stars back to their slumber...
Alone

Alone

A Poem by Amanda Naomi


Such an awful fate to have To be surrounded by people And yet to know that you are alone To scream at them frustrated and angry And no one carin..
Crimson

Crimson

A Poem by Amanda Naomi


Created from everything to do with the color crimson and what is associated with it
Drums

Drums

A Poem by Amanda Naomi


I experience rather than hear The steady beat of the drum Passing from your veins to mine Through the walls upon which I lay Your giant hands hold..
Full Moon Me

Full Moon Me

A Poem by Amanda Naomi


Rambling along forest green with splashes of brown A light green and the color of a washed out stormy sky Floating as a sphere in the waters of the ..
Hands

Hands

A Poem by Amanda Naomi


These are the hands of King David
The Things I'll Never Say

The Things I'll Never Say

A Poem by Amanda Naomi


lets just say, he lasted far longer than he should have!