GeorgiaPoetry's profile
AGE:
38
LOC: Dallas, GA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 19
LOC: Dallas, GA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 19
I have been writing since the 7th grade. Thanks Mrs. McJilton (my English teacher). I’m not very good at the telling you where commas should be or how to break up a run-on sentence. I am not always real sure on how to explain why I didn’t or didn’t like something, but I am always honest.
I have been published a couple of times which was a true thrill for me. I’m not here looking to get published but it would be nice to know if my work is good enough. I’m a simple and honest person. I will do my best to help others if there is anyway I can.
Look forward to reading many of the different works on Urbis.
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Every time you take a breath free of chemicals, Breathe once for our troops. Every time you speak your opinion and not go to jail, Voice your appreciation for our troops. Every time you practice your religion without punishment, Praise our beloved troops. Every time you are able to vote for a leader, Mark one for our fighting troops. Every time you see our flag flying high on a pole, Salute it for our fallen troops. Every time you hear the Star Spangled Banner play, Stand to show support for...
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Love is evanescent Like a misty rain A bitter memory Rips open in pain Glittery sands Glisten on the beach Ocean of salty tears Just out of reach Precious dreams Portrait of hurt Written in a letter Buried in the dirt.
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Love is a four letter word to describe indigestion...take a Tums and it will go away.
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Quick left off the antique bridge, just inside town, Overbearing two story yellow house, wood framed, Right side of the street facing the river water. Glassed in porch reminds me of Cheshire's frown. One story yellow bus, brakes squeal, One, two, three steps down, dread, Deep breath, one foot after the other. Can I get back on the bus instead? I hear him yelling, he's drunk again, Hesitation, standing in the street, staring. Turn for the water front, peace. Sick of sheetrock decorated wit...
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It’s hard to fathom that two weeks have passed since Sebastian and I met. We talk non-stop it seems because we are always on the phone with each other. He walks in the bar looking like a gothic god in his black button up shirt and pressed jeans. The dark crown covering his skull, styled in a tussled, windblown fashion, fits his oblong features perfectly. Confident strides and half glances over his shoulder prove that he knows he’s hot and expects everyone else to notice. V...
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This was beautiful! It flows well, I love the thought process, the mindset and the wonderful images the words conjured up in my head. I didn't see any spelling errors or grammatical errors. "Dressed or Undressed matters even less" I love how you showed that nothing is as important than just "being" with someone other than yourself. This is great!
Wow I really enjoyed this poem. I have been there and understand that "need" all too well. I love how you talk about the rain and the dirt and saying you'll never need food again because you get "full on your lover". I soooooo love the ending "it still rains sometimes" That rocks! I found no error to mention, the flow was great. It was easy to read and very touching.
Well now, this was interesting. I think it is very different how you make it so that the characters in the game are acutally living a life. It was a little confusing at first that the game characters were talking but it seemed as though the book subjects were. Does that make sense? The ending: I have no clue. It ended so abruptly. It really doesn't make sense that Geriant just disappered and the "rare flower" he had given her is being sold for 2 coins...the cheapest of the rare flowers. I'm c...
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