Writing has always been an escape for me. Coming from a convoluted mess of a family (the usual broken home, mixed family, abusive parents), I quickly learned to get lost in words - whether those words were stories I read, poetry and stories I wrote, or just words jumbling together in my mind.
Now, I have a non-broken family and although I still use my writing as an escape, my husband and children are my inspiration. more...
What is our Purpose in Life?
Oh but to Hold his Muscled Hand Once More (Sonnet 8)
To Pass the Dreams of Past Seen in the Night (Sonnet 5)
Upon the Dragon's Wing