Tuesday, November 15, 2011

2011 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 2


For today’s prompt, use an epigraph to kickstart your poem. That is, use a quotation. You can use a favorite of your own, or if you’re having trouble thinking of one, I’ve provided a few below. To format an epigraph poem, a poet places the quotation between the title and the body of the poem, while also giving credit to the source of the quotation.

Life Goes On

     "It's Not Fair!"  - J. L. Matison (6 hear old girl)

She has one
  I don't
I want one
  You won't
Why not?
  How come?
I'm broke! 


My PAD poem from day 1

I haven't done a good job at posting lately and send out many apologies.  Finally I am getting around to posting my Day 1 poem for the 2011 Nov. PAD challenge! 


2011 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 1

So here are today’s prompts:
·                     Write a procrastination poem, or as I like to call it a “I’ll get to it tomorrow” poem. Or…
·                     Write a proactive poem, or the old “I’ll get to it today” poem.

I should have called

What I didn't do today
I cannot do tomorrow
Time will never again allow it
What I would have done
now echoes only as heartache
What I should have done
haunts me
My dreams whisper regret
My thoughts fill me with strange distress
I am on trial
with myself
I said I would call
I never did
now I never can

Does heaven take phone calls?

~HLM 11/1/2011


Sunday, November 6, 2011

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Tuesday, November 1, 2011


TODAY starts the November Poem A Day Challenge! 

My goal is to stay on top of things this time around.   Today's poem will follow in a later post. 


Monday, October 24, 2011

Fortune (Poetry Prompt from Sept 14)

Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 149 (Sept. 14)

We were instructed to write a fortune cookie poem!



Walking with silent steps
   you go unnoticed. 

Poetry Prompt #148 (Sept 7, 2011) 


We were instructed to write a remix poem.  I chose one of my own ... and am not sure how well I like it.  But, here it is!


I Don't Need You

You call to me
I hear you, but choose to step away

You now look back at me
But I can see through you

Your eyes are still empty
Completely void

You offer no acceptable human emotion

Your arm extends
You offer your hand

I have awoken
No longer frightened of my dreams

What you offer is nothing I need

I sleep easy
as your demon now haunts you

I woke up
and reconfigured life

Yes, I left you.
That was real

And you realize how empty you are without me.


*** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Remixed from:

Empty Fool

I call your name
An echo answers

I look into your eyes
You don’t look back

You stare through me
Do you even see me?

Your vision is empty

I reach out
Your figure fades

Was I dreaming?
Were you ever there?

Your structure is empty.

A nightmare; is that what I am living?
Was your presence only a shadow filled with demon eyes?

Wake me up! 
Wake me up from this nightmare!

No, I am not dreaming.
This was real.

Your soul is simply empty. 


Out of this World!!! Another poem.

Latest - and late - poetry prompt. 

#147: Out of this world poem


Space Bound

I am on a rocket ship made of clay
Molded by illusions
Space bound I journey
Colors fill my eyes
My mind wanders
My heart ponders
Starlit sky
Scraping at my swollen heart
Filled with ice cold emotion
And iridescently lit dreams
Rocket me around the moon
Reach into the darkest depths of my mind.


Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Always late!

I think I am only behind about 10 Poetry Prompts (only!). 

Today I am working on Prompt #146: an "Everything is against you" Poem. 



My pen won't write good words
The paper won't stay in place
I've tried
and I've tried
But I cannot write this poem!


My Letter to the Editor

I submitted a letter to the editor and it was in the Sunday, October 9, 2011 edition of the Minot Daily News. Please follow the link to take a look.

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Monday, September 26, 2011

My poem of the day!

Where did all of this come from?

What I should say and what I won’t say mingle.
The words converse and echo
They yell and they scream
Damn words!  The storm brewing in my head… raining down.
I cannot make this stop.
No shelter for my self-induced storm.
This too shall pass?
Indecent prospect I fear
Wishful thinking
Shameful thinking
Run the wheel down
Make it turn no more!
Confused as hell!

~ Holly

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Poetry Prompt #145 (and I am late as usual)

For this week’s prompt, write an escape poem. The poem could about someone or something that is thinking of escape, has escaped, or has lost someone or something that has escaped. And remember: Escape can be a physical thing but also emotional, psychological, etc.


My VERY late attempt at the escape poetry prompt. 

Eggshells crack as I walk through the house
Tension forces a web around me.
Cutting through all of the bullshit
With a knife is near impossible
Escape reality
Escape today
Return tomorrow anew. 

Converse in time
Lay it on the table
Toss out the meaningless
Trash what remains
Go forward.


Thursday, September 15, 2011

New Deadline

I HAVE A NEW DEADLINE!!!!  I will (yes, WILL) complete my ebook by October 10, 2011.  The signficance of this date lies within the fact that it's my wedding Anniversary.

What has taken me so long?  A funeral. A flood. A wedding.  Kids.  Mother-in-law.  Life. 

I am so excited and cannot wait to finish my compilation.  I hope you - if you're out there - enjoy it, too.

For now... I am off. 

Untitled poem

The light shining through the darkness
Cutting through the fog
Reminds me that not all things are cloaked in darkness

The cold – near frigid – air is crisp
As if promising to change
To caress the sunlight and warm my insides

The stillness of the morning
The frost on the ground
A serene moment of clarity


Thursday, August 18, 2011

Poetic Form Challenge!!

This looks fun!  I think I will give it a try! ~Holly

Time for another poetic form challenge!
This time around, we’ll write the hay(na)ku. This form was developed by Eileen Tabios and named by Vince Gotera. The rules are simple, which makes the poem fun to write (click here to read the original post).
Here are the rules:
  • 3-line poem
  • First line has one word
  • Second line has two words
  • Third line has three words
As in previous challenges, the poet who writes the hay(na)ku that I like best will be featured in a future issue of Writer’s Digest magazine (most likely the January 2012 issue). In fact, I might be able to squeeze a few entries in, since the form is so concise. Poets should paste their poems in the comments below; I will not accept submissions by any other means–or attached to any other posts.
The deadline for the hay(na)ku challenge is August 28, 2011, at 11:59 p.m. (Atlanta, GA time). That means you have roughly three weeks to write three lines. Now get poeming!


I don't know which one of these to use!! 

Stupid radio
I can't focus.


RING ring


Intimate, formal
I found you.


You Fell
Look! My underwear!


Pointless. Useless.
Let's move on.


don't know
who I am.


Sounds echo
I love you.


Self induced
take a pill.


in darkness
are you paranoid?


Evil woman!
Just go away!


Slightly left
Is your Mind.


You're gone
I miss you.


like dust
float through freely.


little fingers
what a mess!


touching ground
Fall is here.


colorful sky
sun fades away.


you'll fall
I'll catch you.


untie them
let go now.

you set
stars are born


wicked intentions
life isn't fair.



Aug. 3 Poetry Prompt

For this week’s prompt, write a normal poem. I know some of you may be thinking that every poem is normal or that there’s no such thing as a normal poem. However, what I’m thinking about is a situation that may seem normal (even if only to the narrator of the poem or a character in the poem) or the longing to return to the normal way of doing something. There are a lot of interesting ways to attack something normal. I’m looking forward to what everyone creates


Welcome Home Girls

Anticpiation for the return grew greater
as the distance lessened

Is that a train I see?
Is that the train to bring them home?

My heartbeat picked up pace
The car did too

Are you as anxious as I am?
Will they be happy to see us?

The wind picked up
as if to carry us to our destination

We have arrived!
Is that the train I hear?

There they are
Life is now back to normal!


Thursday, August 11, 2011


Sometimes scribbling on paper gets my mind to flow and sometimes it doesn't.  Today this popped onto a piece of paper ... I haven't yet decided if it's a finished piece or if I should add to it.  We'll find out.

Visions of my former self
     eyes glazed
heart frozen
     Wandering as if in a trance
had someone placed a spell on me?
     My soul
clawing to get out
release the chaos
     Strings to detach
untie them
     let go
my lifeless body immobile
     lightning I summon you
strike me
     regenerate my senses
a storm would be welcome
     it would improve this hell.


Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Poetry Promt Wednesday: Catching up continued...


Anyway, for this week’s prompt, write an opposites poem. The opposites could be polar opposites, opposing opinions, or the opposite of whatever is expected. Feel free to play opposite day for the next week.

(From July 27, 2011)

Six Year-Old Girl

"Don't do that!"
   She does it.

"Go to bed!"
   She wants you to read a story.

"Hang up your towel."
   I find it on the floor.

"Stay where I can see you."
   I can't see her. 

"I love you."
   "I love you, too."


Another Poetry Prompt Wednesday

"For this week's prompt, write an empty poem. The poem should somehow play off the idea of empty--maybe empty rooms, empty containers, empty threats, etc. Or maybe you could empty the poem of vowels or prepositions. Your call."


(Poetry Prompt from July 20, 2011)

Empty Fool

I call your name
An echo answers

I look into your eyes
You don’t look back

You stare through me
Do you even see me?

Your vision is empty

I reach out
Your figure fades

Was I dreaming?
Were you ever there?

Your structure is empty.

A nightmare; is that what I am living?
Was your presence only a shadow filled with demon eyes?

Wake me up! 
Wake me up from this nightmare!

No, I am not dreaming.
This was real.

Your soul is simply empty. 


Wednesday: Poetry Prompt. Here I go again!

Posted by RobertFor this week's prompt, write a poem about--or, at least, with--a sound. It could be an annoying sound, a scary sound, a happy sound, etc. In fact, the poem could even include several sounds.

(This prompt is from July 13, 2011)

A Storm in the Valley

A flash! 
A boom!
The wind howls.
The rain pours.
I think Mother Nature is angry today.


Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Slowly Returning Back to Normal

Slowly, life is turning back to normal.  The flood devastation continues to linger in town, but with the grace of God's hand our house remained dry and we have since moved our belongings back downstairs.  I am once again sleeping in my own bed and not on the floor in the living room!  Jack (our fearless chocolate lab) had no complaints with this however, as he was able to snuggle up with me on the floor. 

A recent trip to South Dakota allowed us to welcome Sammy and Bubba (our precious felines) back into our arms.  Though Bubba made a friend with my bff's cat, Taco, he seems to be enjoying his time back at home.  Sammy has most certainly been awaiting this day for some time and seems very content perched on the back of the couch or curled up next to me in bed.  She no longer looks at Bubba with that "death glare" she was doing while gone. 

In less than 1 month the girls come home.  School will start and they will again see their friends and hopefully remember their manners (something they tend to lose when away from home).  I suppose they won't have as much "fun" being there are rules and all, but at least no one will have to babysit their entire summer vacation away.  Stepping off my soap box for now...

I feel the slow pull of normalcy and welcome it with open arms.  My book continues to be put on hold due to disaster, life and anything else you want to throw in the mix.  I have managed to actually read some good books so I am not at a total loss.

With luck I will have the family room downstairs organized, including the bike and treadmill being set back up after their move due to the flood scare.  My to-do list tonight is incredible, so if I can stay on task all will remain well and my house will be clean from top to bottom and soon - very soon - I will have the chance to get this book out there for all to enjoy!

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

The 2nd Tuesday

The 2nd Tuesday

The first two hours have passed quickly,
but my eyes grow heavy.
Another restless night dictates my day,
and though I should be awake to listen,
I fall away.


Let's Do This!!

I found this while reacquainting myself with Robert Lee Brewer's stuff again and thought I would share. There are a few publishing links I need to further review, but might be good motivation for submissions.

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - Poetic Asides Round Up: 001

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Did you hear? There's been a flood!

Minot, ND.  Flooded.  I live there.  Obviously my writing has been put on hold to move belongings to higher ground and make way for a less than modern way of life.  I washed my hair in a tub (just like you see kitchen busers use at a restaurant) and used the same water to "bathe" myself before driving to work.  It took me 30 minutes to drive .3 miles this morning and a total of an hour to get to work.  A normal trip to work takes roughly 10 minutes; maybe 15 minutes on a bad day.  There is only 1 way for me to get to work and I have to take that same route home ... when everyone else is doing the same thing.  Life will be hectic for a while and honestly, I hate it. 

I would love to work on my ebook right now, but all my material has been shoved in a tote and moved upstairs and I don't know which tote.  Every item that was in our basement is now resting on the main level of our house; the 2 bedrooms are packed from wall to wall as is the dining room and the living room. 

Things could be worse.  Our house could've been flooded.  By the grace of God's dry hand, our house remained safe.  The water rose about half way up our street, but a miracle created an island, maybe more a penisula of our home.  As of today, no water in the basement from moisture in the ground.  I pray it stays that way. 

My 2 cats - my babies - were escorted into Watertown, SD to stay safe and dry.  With the numerous water main breaks (one of the 1st also occurred on our street THURSDAY of last week) there is a boil order in effect and people are being asked not to use water unless in an emergency situation.  Fortunately, a neighbor has given us free access to his outside faucet to fill up a jug so we can - ahem - flush the toilet and attempt to bathe.  With 2 less mouths to water and 8 less feet running around getting on top of EVERTHING there is a slight chance my sanity will return before the water fully recedes.  The total of 14 hours I spent driving actually helped my mental status, too. 

I am back to work and it actually feels magnificent.  I now have something else to occupy my mind and I'll get a paycheck one day. 

Monday, June 20, 2011


Apparently, I am out of focus.  Maybe better said, I have no POSITIVE thinking left.  Everyone says to focus on "something else" or pour your energy into completing another thing.  I seem to have lost that ability.  So many things of a negative nature have taken place and my head is spinning. 

My main focus continues to be on the negative forces behind "Jezebel" and her lack of consideration for someone else.  My downfall is that I cannot let it go.  I try and try but continue to burn with anger and have no outlet.  Pen and paper, laptop, keyboard... whatever ... are not resulting in positive or creative solutions.  I find myself disappointed in another - younger - person and nothing I can do will solve the issue.  I will cross a line that does not need to be crossed.  My faith is running thin ... my temperature is running high. 

I search for the words.  I search for the answers.  I search for creation of something more positive than my ridiculous rantings.  My lack of control in this particular situation leaves me angry. My focus at work is lacking. 

BLAH!! Just plain BLAH!

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Sometimes the best things in life really are free...

Today began a little off tempo as is bound to happen once-in-awhile; however, quickly brought back up to speed with a simple compliment from a co-worker.  It's amazing how much one simple gesture, one simple comment, one simple smile - so many simple things - can raise the curtains on a dreary day. 

"Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves." James M. Barrie 

With that... I am back to work. 

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Life Took Over

The past month or so has been so crazy-busy that I have not had time enough - or sanity enough - to sit down and complete my first compilation of poems.  In reality, I have no good excuse but a recent visit from my mother-in-law and saying good-bye to my step-daughter's for the summer.  Among the stress associated with what I consider betrayal (details I will not go into right now) and flood issues in town I simply haven't had the time or motivation. 

I've begun clearing my mind and feel that "soon" I shall have a published e-book for all to enjoy.  At least I hope someone will enjoy. 

To my faithful fans - if there are any out there - I promise the wait will be worth it. 

Tuesday, May 24, 2011


I've been thinking about what motivates me to write; you know, the stuff that REALLY motivates... 
I look back over the things I've written and realize that each time I was sad or depressed about something I wrote a whole lot more than when life is good and I am happy.  I tend to write when I am angry... why is this?  Why is it that my "creative juices" are fueled by unhappy moments in life?

Monday, May 9, 2011


Ok!  Not the best title, but I did fail to meet my goal of completing the PAD challenge.  A lot happened in a small amount of time in my life and I did become distracted.  So, I am not a failure, I just failed to complete and submit the April 2011 PAD challenge poems.  This does not mean that I will not use the prompts and write, I just won't be able to submit them in the contest. 

I still plan on publishing an Ebook and am very close to completing that project; a little editing and final revisions and I should be done.  My new goal is to have this completed by May 15.  My mother-in-law will be arriving on May 17, and with my husband working 12-hour shifts for the 3rd straight week, this may be a challenging task.  I have to make sure the house is picked up and up to par, the kids are taken care of and all the joys of parenting... AND submit an Ebook.  I look forward to this challenge. 

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Day 4 PAD

For today's prompt, pick a type of person and write a poem about him or her. To help set the scene, you may want to title your poem as who the type of person is. For instance, you could write a poem titled "Firefighter," "Cynic," "Optimist," "Teacher," "2-year-old," etc. The list is endless.

You’re a liar
The only people you fool are those you pretend to care about
What will you do with yourself the day they realize you left them behind
The day you chose yourself over them
Your own flesh and blood
To provide selfish necessities for yourself
Selfish! Selfish! Selfish!
You fill your children with lies
And promises you can’t keep
You blame your downfalls on others
Check yourself…
You’re a big girl – acting as a child, yes!
But, you alone made these decisions
You must lie in the bed
In those filthy sheets
Soaking in all that you know is true
You’re a liar and you can’t hide your face
The one you wear outside is corroding
Your true colors shine through
How does it feel as they all walk away?
Selfish! Liar!
They shout
You cry
Keep walking
And don’t look back
Your lies are like demons
They chased you and now consume you
Good riddance!

PAD Challenge Day 3 ... A little late, but still poeming away!!

Today's prompt is to write a poem in which you imagine the world without you. Since my favorite movie (It's a Wonderful Life) plays with this idea, I'm surprised I've never used this prompt before. The world could be a much worse place without you, could be pretty much the same, or I guess, it could even be better. Anyway, it's interesting to contemplate our individual contributions to this planet in ways small and large.
You Without Me

You would walk alone

Desperation and unhappiness would engulf your days
All that was yours would be taken away
Your ability to fight would fade
Your cigarettes would consume you
Your soul would slowly turn as black as the coffee you drink
All things would become meaningless
And you would wander in circles
As if a dog chasing his tail
Or a shadow lost in the desert
Climbing dune after dune
Without me you would be all alone.

(Fear not … I am here to stay)


Sunday, April 17, 2011

Still playing catch-up ...

My creative juices aren't flowing as well as I want them today (this morning actually...) I skipped to PAD 9  ... just couldn't get the words to work for anything else. I blame it on the late hour and the fact that I am cranky.

2011 April PAD Challenge: Day 9
Posted by Robert

For today's prompt, write a time of day poem.  In fact, make the title of your poem the time of day.  For instance, "5:54 a.m.," 2:23 p.m.," "Midnight," etc.  Then, write your poem.  Of course, different things happen at different times of day.  So have fun with it.

12:15 A.M.

The ever present snoring continues

My frustration builds

What can I do about it?

Go upstairs?

Maybe take a pill?

Neither appease my appetite

They never do

They never will

It’s at this hour when I contemplate everything

What brought me here and do I wish to stay?

Of late … that’s the pressing question:

Do I wish to stay?

I don’t know.

I often wonder if I’d be happier alone

Without the imperfections of others to call my attention

Without their messes to clean up

Without their lack of respect

It’s at this hour when I realize I should be sleeping

Without anger.


Saturday, April 16, 2011

Playing catch-up with Robert Lee Brewer's Poetry Challenge


For today's prompt, write a "what got you here" poem. For instance, write a poem about a mode of transportation like your car, bike, horse, etc. Or write a poem about what "got you here" as a human being or writer (like what got you started writing, perhaps). Or write a poem about what brought you to this blog. Or whatever other interpretation you might have.

The Drive Home

The chair I sit in brings comfort
It reclines, swivels and rocks
It comforts me
Both cats purr
One keeping my legs warm
The other my neck
How did I get here? 
A 13 hour drive home
Crammed in a car
With no leg room
Only a dirty sweatshirt to keep me warm
I missed my chair.


Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - PoetryChallenge2011

For today's prompt, write a postcard poem. Make it brief and communicate what it is like where you are. Also, make it personal. My poem is on the way, but I am having trouble producing line breaks with my smart phone. In the meantime, get poeming.

Wish you were here

At sunset the pale colors of blue
Mix with a pastel hint of purple
And the softest shade of pink
As they reflect with the branches
Of budding trees
Over the pond at Grandpa Ron’s
I miss you.



I have been absent of late.  My sister passed away on April 4 and I took a few days to say good-bye and spend time with family.  Today, is also my late brother's birthday.  I know they are both together in heaven and should rejoice in knowing such. 

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

My Dx & that Poetry Prompt

It's been quite some time, but I have grand excuse!  I finally went to the doctor to find out I had bronchitis and a sinus infection; let's not forget that my blood pressure was 152/110!  Needless to say I was not feeling well, however, I have been taking my antibiotics and some cold meds and feel like a new person! 

I am a little late on Wednesday's poetry prompt, but more than eager. 

For today's prompt, write a sound poem. For this poem, you can write a poem like the poetic form (click here to learn more), or you can just write a poem that incorporates a sound (like an ode to the sonic boom or that happens at a nightclub, etc.). This world is filled with sound, so it shouldn't be hard to come up with an idea.


The Sound of Night

Night has fallen on this house
silence has not.
I hear you snoring. 
It reminds me that you're still here
and that I love you. 

All Around the Office

goes the keyboard

goes the mouse

goes the time.

All around the office
waiting for 5 o'clock.


Wednesday, March 23, 2011

True Story

My submission for today's Poetry Prompt follows:

True Story
I looked outside the living room window and saw,
creeping out from underneath the snow,
a blade of grass.

So excited for spring I leapt to the door,
but on my way out I fell down the front steps,
right onto my ass.

True story.


This Week's Poetry Promp & Other things!

This week's prompt is to write a spring poem:

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 128

I have been sick for a little over a week now and it sure has taken its toll. I went to bed around 7:30PM last night and woke up at 7:30AM this morning... and I am still beat! I have fallen behind in a lot of things at home, work and on my book and current writings.

The recent blizzard in Minot makes it harder to crawl out of bed, too!

I look forward to getting back into my "normal" routine and hope to bless ya'll with more poetry!

Last Week's Poetry Prompt

Last week's Poetry Prompt was to respond to a poem. Unfortunately, I was unable to complete the task due to being sick but still plan to work on this.

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 127

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

25 - should I do more?!

I have pulled 25 poems from my 1st comp book and placed them in my 1st Volume of My Words Unspoken; my question lies in whether or not I should add more.  I have more pages to peruse, but don't want to overwhelm the reader with too many "1st-time" poems. 

What to do? What to do? 

I shall peruse until the end of my comp. book and see what happens.  I have some editing to take care of anyway, and this will assist in possibly ridding something a little less than perfect.

My goal is to have Vol. 1 completed before the end of March!

Monday, March 14, 2011

A Whole Lot of Nothing!

The weekend was busy and today, my head is not. 
A head-cold is limiting my ability to function and I fear not many words will today, be written.  I have compiled a nice list of writings to place in my ebook and hope this week to edit it.  Things really have come together nicely and I am happy to be motivated. 

I really hope this cold subsides quickly so I can get back into the swing of things!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Poetry Prompt Wednesday

Here I go... giving this a try!  This is my first Poetry Prompt attempt.  Today's prompt is to write a "turn around poem"


Dear Brother

I cannot see your face
and your voice is barely a whisper
what I remember is good
your spirit rises high
     But, I cannot see your face!
     I cannot hear your voice!
You left 
I still cry
Yet, I feel guilty that I do not cry more often
You can now only visit me in my dreams
You are an angel blessed with your wings
     But, I cannot see your face!
     I cannot hear your voice!
Memories and pictures are all I have
and letters from days passed
Dear brother,
     Visit me in my dreams. 
I miss you.
I wish once more to see your face
once more to hear your voice
turn around so I can tell you good-bye.


Tuesday, March 8, 2011


I surpassed my goal for the week in less than 24 hours!!!  I currently have 15 poems added to my work-in-progress ebook. 

My Words Unspoken: Vol. 1

Monday, March 7, 2011

Begin Anew

Today I decided to take that step; the one I have been avoiding for what seems like forever!  I will take a chance at getting my words out into the world!  I am slowly compiling a book of poems/writings from the vast amounts I have lying around.  The multitude of composition notebooks I have filled with words and ramblings will be fun to rummage through!

I have hopes that this blog will assist in keeping my motivation level at a high.  I know times will be tough and I will doubt myself, but you only live once and while here might as well attempt to make something others will remember or at least enjoy.

Select and edit at least 5 poems from "book #1" composition notebook. 

Off I go to begin my selection!

Good night!