cathy

I really like it. the only thing i would change is each taking a turn to each take a turn but that's only in my eyes! also, Staring into each ...

thanks! been a bit dried up, but i've come back with some new stuff, so i hope you like!

hey im cathy. i have been here for a while now, but i thought i should drop in! please look at my work and leave me comment. Thank you!!! xxx

As beautiful as heaven, Just like a butterfly. They fly around like rain drops Filling up the bright blue sky. You draw you self away from them, Come crashing down ...

Love is like honey. Thick, sweet and sometimes sticky. It can hit you at anytime of you life, Yet you may never realize it. It comes in many forms: friendship, ...

I'm just waiting Sitting contemplating My thoughts resting in my head. An adventure has opened its doors to me, Waiting for me to come in. Yet all I can think ...

Somewhere I remember My very distant home. It has been there forever It's beauty still it shows. The water lapping to it, Cold fresh and salty taste, Contains fish of ...

He lay on the grass, looking at me His powerful face is all I could see. He touched my cheek with convenient care And kissed my lips, while stroking my ...

Someone special left us, She died and flew away. She left her footprints on me, And forever they shall stay. A gorgeous smile apon her Filled all our hearts with ...

When I first wrote this poem, it wasn't actually about writers. The second verse went like this: We love violence, war but not prose, So we could live in a ...

We adore danger, We enjoy fights, We crave robbers in the middle of the night, We love novels, poetry and prose, But still we could not live In a world ...

I've changed the second verse, but i still don't think it's quite right. What do you think?

Eventually this world will have No mamals on it's face. Space will come the living space Of the human race.

Deep within my heart of love, There is a painful place, It whispers in my ear at night, And scars my lonely face. Words and phrases cut me deep, They ...

I go through fazes of writing, sometimes story's, sometimes poems, sometimes songs. I really feel like writing at the moment, but all the idea's that I come up with are ...