Imelda Blackheart
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SculptedA Poem by Imelda BlackheartSome thoughts based loosely around the phrase "Beauty is fleeting". |
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InsomniaA Poem by Imelda BlackheartI think I'm just going to end up starting some kind of book that consists of all my late night/early morning ramblings. There's just that many. Anyhow.. |
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Trumpet SoundsA Poem by Imelda BlackheartAnother 2 A.M. rambling, though this one consists of a message to a deity. |
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ClocksA Poem by Imelda BlackheartMy 2 A.M. thoughts about time. |
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The Wings of the EagleA Poem by Imelda BlackheartThis was a poem that I wrote for my mom last mother's day (she really liked it). I hope that you like it, too! |
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A Bird's FlightA Poem by Imelda BlackheartThis is a longer poem about the pain of loss and the brightness of a new hope. |
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A Mother's LoveA Poem by Imelda BlackheartThis was something I wrote for my mom whenever I was eight for Mother's Day. I think it's kind of cute, so I decided that other people might enjoy it .. |
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What is love?A Poem by Imelda BlackheartThis is for a contest that interested me enough to make me write something to enter in it. |
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I Miss Those DaysA Poem by Imelda BlackheartA simple poem about a friendship muddled by love. |
Looking at an Empty Page... What to do with Writer..A Story by Imelda BlackheartOk, so I lied a little bit. This isn’t an actual story, but I think that this article could help other writers like myself who find themselves w.. |