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Have A Little Faith

Eh, it's okay. Not the best. :/

Scars (Some S**t)

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a thousand little hearts

random, and romantic. ;) <3

Defusing Doubt-- A Letter to God

Well, eveyone's got to write a letter to God sometime in their life. Here's mine... the best one yet.

Have Faith In Me

It's all about second chances... and a little faith given by others in all you do, no matter what your past or previous track record shows. There's always time to start over. ;)

It's All In Good Faith

For anyone who said I couldn't be a writer, this one's for you.

A Writer's Hand

Written for a school assignment. Worked out pretty well, assuming only had five minutes to write it.

Masks (I Used To Be So Beautiful)

Poem is pretty straightforward. See Author's Note for additional and further description.

It's Hard To Tell (Wondering)

Poem written after a personal dance with my ex-boyfriend at my friend's quincenera in late July. Took me a while to upload it here at the Cafe. This poem describes my confusion at that time, but now I've got it all straightened out. Yay! Anyways, the poem

How Beautiful Doth Thou Anger Ends

I felt like I needed to add a poem to the Cafe again... this is the best I came up with, although the Old English is probably wrong.

The Place, The Poetry, The Promise

One of the best poems I've ever written, probably because it was the closest. I'll explain what it means in my last notes at the bottom of the page. I never forgot... even if he did.

Unblock That Writer! (Version 2)

This is the second version of a random story I'm proud of. You'll see why. ;)

Unblock That Writer! (Version 1)

A random story I'm proud of. You'll see why. ;)

A Challenge With Curiosity

Just a random fragment, about how I faced a challenge with curiosity, when I stumble upon something different...

Alcohol

A pretty good poem I wrote, especially from one of my early ones.

The Truth (Where I Lie)

What is up with me and couplets these days?! I'm so into small and short poetry, but I absolutely love it!

deceiving dreams

Two lines from another poem I wrote entitled, "we are history." A good pair of lines that I want to also publish separately as a couplet. Really meaningful and made me think about what I means and how it applies to life and people.

we are monsters

we are history

A poem about how you should never forget where you came from and to reach for the sky, no matter what obsacles you face on your journey of life. Hopeful. ;)

Graduation Thoughts (At This Moment)

Written for my 8th grade graduation as a candidate for being picked to be said at my the graduation, but some other poem I wrote got picked. This one's okay, not the best, but at that time I hit a Writer's Block, so it isn't my best... but I'm proud.

The Land of the Coast

A poem I wrote in 7th grade for some contest I didn't place in... but hopefully, it earns a spot in the Cafe.

No One's Paying Attention In Class

One of my early poems, written Friday, May 26, 2006 in my 6th grade class ( I started writing poems in late April of my 5th grade year). It was written a day before my birthday! :D

We Are Honored (Version 2)

For Ms. Stancil's 5th period English Honours Class, both Semester 1 & Semester 2. Second Version of the original poem. Only difference is that the word "honored" is spelled "honored," not "honoured." Always remember... we are honoured.

We Are Honoured (Version 1)

For Ms. Stancil's 5th period English Honours Class, both Semester 1 & Semester 2. Always remember... we are honoured.

No Matter What (Version 1)

It's a small couplet, one of so many I can make with the limited time here...

No Matter What (Version 2)

It's my second version of my small couplet, another of so many I can make with the limited time here...

I Heart

Another small couplet... little and dear to my heart. ;)

When I Leave This Place (Version 2)

A more recent touch-up the original poem. There's just a few minor changes to it; actually, just two changes I can remember off the top of my head. Inspired by and deticated to Rio del Norte (RDN).

When I Leave This Place (Version 1)

Inspired by and dedicated to the teachers, stadd, and students of Rio del Norte Elementary School (RDN). I wrote this in 6th grade, just before I graduated that year, about three years ago. It was my home for about four years ago, and I will miss it forev

If not, Winter

It has a hidden meaning in it that I will not reveal because I'm mean like that sometimes. Good luck, everyone. This one's for you to find out by yourself. (Picture not mine).

Life's Not Fair

A short, two-line couplet originally meant to be used for a future longer poem STILL not created. I find these two lines true though, and I decieded to share it to the world because I find it very true. I hope you do too. ;)

Runaway Dreams

It's long- 55 pages altogether! It was my first attempt a play, written for my high school drama club and it was great! It's a play in four acts, with a cast of characters page in the beginning.

She Falls Asleep

A totally random poem about a girl falling asleep... Sleep... fall asleep...

History Is History

History is history... you cannot argue with that!

Something I Can't Tell

Written at a time when I once could not trust anyone or anyone in this world. But now I have changed. And it has made a difference I never wish to take back: a good change.

P.E.

The class that makes you get off your feet and MOVE!

Music

Another unique poem... one of my favorites of the short poems. The picture is not mine.

Math

A unique poem I made up long ago. Simple, but I love it (the poem, but not math!). The picture is not mine.

The Lighthouse

Written by the ocean, for the ocean. (Picture is not mine).

Makeup

It's a short one. The picture's not mine too.

A Letter to Far, Far Away

And old poem I wrote deticated to all my friends that live far, far away.

Words

Ah! How could I forget my very first poem? I wrote it in 5th grade, when I was bullied by another girl. Slowly but surely, we learned to accept each other, but this poem was written when she was hurting me. Since this was my first poem, its a bit slow and

Box of Memories

Another old poem. I like it. It's simple.

i want to write

Another old poem I found in my dusty attic. Once again, the picture is not mine and I own nothing of it. It portrays my past life and all the tragedies in it and how writing freed me from it. It's a great poem, I think, but you tell me.

America Is Yet Not Free

Think about it! This poem hit me hard! I just found it a few minutes ago... I wrote it a long time ago. I find it true to the heart, especially when I think about it this Thanksgiving 2008. I believe that someday America will be free. Happy Thanksgiving,

Nobody Told Me

This is a poem written this Thanksgiving 2008 evening on the reflection of my life. It considers what would have happened to me due to the various choices of myself and others and how it would have made a difference to me and in my life. The photo is not