I am back!

Yay,
I just needed some soul searching and I did that. I am here where I post what I want and say what I want. I am happy as hell today and I am not letting anyone or anything drag me down. Thank you to my sister Kelley and my writer inspired friend Susan for giving me all the support and love for the written word as much I.
I am proud of what I can write and what flows naturally from me.
I am a poet!
I am a write, no matter if I am writing romance novels or supernatural ones, even in my poetry I am different and I had to realize that it my differnce from others that draw the attention that I need.
Happiness to all!
Raven
Oh I am looking for a professional to ctitque my work anyone wanna take a stab at it?
thanx in advance

Im leaving..

Hi all, to my friends who come here to support my work thanks,but I guess I am packing up my quills and finding somewhere else to lay my head. It has nothing to do with this site or anyone just me. Writing fills a aprt of me that I can not explain. I don't to make money or to get famous. I write because thats who Iam.
I am a writer and always a poet. I am not sure that I belong here with such writers as yourselves and I dont want to change my style or who I am to achieve what it is that I truly want. Yes this is confusing for me. I have not totally made up my mind but I will be slowly deleting my work from this site but hopefully not from the hearts and minds of the few of you that I might have touched with my words.
Thanks again and I hope to meet all of you someday.
Write on, my friends.
Follow your hearts and the quill will follow.
Raven

YAY or NAY!!

OK now check this out.I know that I usually post poetry on here with a few of my rants mixed in, well this is neither. I am asking yet another question.

This weekend I was supposed to be going to Canada with my friends(and for those of you out there I am the CEO I truly dont even know what that means, but I am the President of an entertainment company. My company was just idea in my head till I went to Canada last year, it was there that I decided to talk to some other people who I trusted. Long story short the company was born)
Ok now I have a chance to go to canada again, business and just hanging out. I really need a vacation. I have 3 kids and no help and I wanna go,right?
So things happen and I can nt go this weekend.
I am pissed!!!
Then my friend calls me up this morning and says lets change weekend's!
Oh crap that would be so kool! ok so we call everyone that the plans are changed and it works out better for everyone...
THEN,
I get a call from my job and this woman who I have worked this before called my job and asked just for me. How sweet, right?
So now the trip and this lady are on the same day!!
oh no what do I do now?

Agent, Agent, How can I get an agent?

HELP!!! Hahahaa I have no clue if I need an agent. I think that I might. I think that it might make me journey an easier for the book(s) that I am writing now.
Now I have noticed that there are some agents on here but what can I do?
I can not just write to them and ask them whats going on? Can I? Is that the way it goes? I have no idea how to do this. But then I have noticed that there are so many romance writers and I was thinking of how I could find some folks in my genre. I dont know any takers?
Advice needed.
Thanx yall,
Raven

Wondering what the hell is going on

Ya know ok I am divorced and I am very happy about that. I have to let my x see the boys but there are more times when they come home with bruises. Yes, I have 2 boys and they are rough but they are also 5,3 and raised primarly by a sensitive,open mined woman(me). Ever since my divorce my x is 10 times more interested in me than when we were married.

I wont get into the reasons why we are not together but lets just say I dont trust this asshole as far as I can spit and I am a lady so I dont spit. ya mean??
Ok he has been calling me trying to get me to sleep with him.

Horny bastard!

I dont wanna sleep with him. Screw that. So last night he called for the second time and said very calmly that my youngest son had fallen and cut himself and he didnt know if he needed stitches. I race over there and see this huge gash over my sons eye. Hell yea he needs stitches, what was he BLIND.
The whole thing all he wanted was to get my friend to leave so he could take me home and get me to sleep with him. My son was hurt!! Our son.
Where is his fuckin brains!
In his DICK
omfg I can not believe him or this whole situation. I told the courts when we were splitting up he wasnt watching them. Nothing was done! I dont know. I just dont know!!

Invisible (poetry korner)

Invisible

You look at only her
And right through me
It is like men are blind
And can not see anything but my behind
Invisible me
Trying to be
Seen by you

But it doesn’t matter what I do
A big heart, beautiful smile.
Nothing is all worth while.
My heart hurts but I will just let it be
I am invisible
Just invisible me

Hidden

Hiding behind you.
Where no one can se me
Soft spoken and quiet
not in the middle of your riot
I dont need to be apart of your family.
I will continue to live
My love is mine to give
You are my friend
and I will respect you till the end.
I will find love,but not hiding behind you.
When that happens I ask
Whatcha wanna do?

Her or Me? (poetry korner)

She likes him and him and maybe him too.
I wonder if I were a man if she'd like me too.
A man can only see the outside shell,even though she may seem happy she might put him through hell.
But I want none of thay. I want just love as a matter of fact.
Why can't I be loved for who I am?
Why must I play games,it's a sham.
to find some one who can stare into my soul who isn't afraid of achieiving our goals.
For him to see beyond her and into me really deserves my loyality.
So this is me,open for all to see tell me now is it Her or Me.

A message to my daughter (poetry korner)

This is a poem I wrote for my daughter. She is now 13 and I still remember when she was smaller. She has no idea how she only saved my life. When I stare into her eyes I see such a golden light inside of her. She is my beautiful bright star.

A message to my daughter

So much love to give
So much time to share.
You will never to totally aware.
You are my shining Bright Star
With those big dancing brown eyes and beautiful smile.
Come and sit on my lap at least for alittle while
Soon you'll be grown
And going out into the world on your own
Just remember how much I love you
How much I care
Remember that my love, my spirit
Will be with you everywhere

Divorcing the Man (poetry korner)

Let me say that I wrote this when I knew that my marriage was over. I know that many of you are in loving marriages and I am happy for all of you,but there are some of us who get caught up in something that changes us forever. This is one of the many poems published by poetry.com and I wanted to share it with all of you.

Divorcing the man

As I sit waiting for the rain
I try not to think of how your driving me insane.
You think your smarter than me?
Why can't you just let things be?
You always want to have your way.
Sooner than later will come the day that I tell you to just go away!
You listen to only your mother like she is God or someone other than who she is.
You were supposed to be my man,my husband
I see marrying you as judgement for my sins
Now in this battle you can not win!
My soul is mine and mine alone.
As of late your true colors you have shown.
I remember once you asked me for my hand
Now I can not wait to be
Divorcing the man.

The Otherside. (poetry korner)

I had a dream of the otherside
I have had this dream since my parents died.
It is a beautiful place
In sacred time and space.
Where wild trees grow,You never grow old.
Where your smile never fades
And the happiness lasts for days and days.
The grass so green,with air so crisp and clean
Where there is no pain,no jealousy or shame.
No anger,no hatred and no one to blame.
No negativity. Just tranquillity.
Where peace and happiness reside.
That's the place my parents went the day that they died.

What I want (poetry korner)

Wishing upon a soul to find,
A man whom I can call all mine.
A smart man not always thinking with his dick!
guys like that really make me sick!
Where is the sensitive,sensual soul I seek?
Am I pushing myself away from the one I will love everyday?
Do I trust in too much?
Should I even believe in such realities or maybe just fantasies of you and me?
Dreams and schemes.
River and streams.
All of this beyond my dreams of hearing 3 words whispered to me.
To be loved,to give love
that is all I wish to see.

Endometrisos (poetry korner)

Endometrisos that was my diagnosis
it all happened in 1998
and I guess it was my fate
to be cursed with pain
t hat I could not change
At least I know it has a name
It's called Endometrisos
And now I dont feel ashamed!

Society (poetry korner)

Society is filled with anxieties of trying to accomplish unreal realities
to save ourselves from day to day slavery,not just for one,but you and me
Some think it is gone,others say they are wrong.
Each day I work I come to know that people see the color of my skin then they think they know which box to put me in.
I see my people,brown, red and black
making up for past mistakes and the things that they lack
Day by day I see no change
Just that justice has been rearranged
Stolen land,stolen people
crushed pride and years of unheard cries
Society circles round and round
So keep your feet planted on the ground
Keep your dreams and expression free
And never no never fear the anxiety of the reality on this crazy messed up thing we call our "Society!"

Thoughts of you(poetry korner)

Hey so here I am again giving yall alittle taste of something new.

Thoughts of You.

Thoughts of you and what you can make me do
flow across my mind
I feel your hands under my dress
caressing my skin and whispering in earnest.

Feverishly hot
afraid to breath
wanting,no needing for you to please me.

Lay me down with erotic thunder,teasing me with your tongue, I explode more times then one cares to wonder.
As you slowly slip inside my tight well
I feel your hardness begin to swell
harder,faster,Don't stop,I yell!
Sweat dripping from us like if we were in the bowels of hell.

I feel you now releasing your seed,sending constant shudders throughtout me
Panting,squeezing,holding you tight.
I realize I am dreaming,I'm all wet with delight.
Thoughts of you course through my brain while the horniness drives me insane.

Ravish me now, I beg of thee.
Damn I am dreaming again of what it's like having you inside me.

Omg I can't believe I wrote that. Omg. wow ok

My Kiss (poetry korner)

ok ok this is my first try at something new,but I dreamed this poem and I figured I would write it down. Do you like it?


My Kiss
First it starts out brief for it is such a relief.
Then your soul will slowly start to yearn for my sweet soft lips, that will be your only concern.
And in a secret place within your soul that is only meant for me to know
is where our passion will grow.
As our lips caress our hot bodies we do undress.
Seeing your pure nakeness has me very impressed.
Your body and soul are amazing and that's no contest.
When you touch my skin I can feel the heat burning inside my breasts.
My kiss and touch are such delighful entities,that you may lose all thoughts except those naughty ones of me.
As our tongues do touch and we are fondling eachother but not too rough.
I beg you to gently lick my skin and feel the warmth within, then you can begin to take my breath away.
Close your eyes,feel my lips, remember the rhythmic sway of my hips, then know that all this began with My Kiss.

Player's Breed.(poetry korner)

Player's Breed.

You say you love her,but you sleep with me.
You don't talk to her,yet confide in me.
Tell me how that is?
Tell me how that works?
How can you do that without being a jerk?

Player's are a breed
A step or two behind.
Not wanting love but all the free sex they can find.
Don't fall prey to the player's breed.
For they will tear out your heart and leave there to bleed.
Just play the game and they will a player's breed can be you or me!

Feel the need (poetry korner)

Feel the Need..
I feel the need
the need to run
the need to hide
to crawl up deep inside.
I feel the need.
The need to cry
the need to scream
to scratch,bite and fight until my soul has been redeemed.
I feel the need.
The need to hate
the need to love
to do whatever pleases me and the man above.
There are emotions that run so deep that it makes me find the peace of mind to sleep.
I am torn between two worlds.
One that has limits and borders,the other holds freedom.
I feel the need
or maybe it is something that I lack.
I need to try to get my life back on track.
I feel the need
the need to be me.
And that will only happen when I chose to finally be free.

borinnggg...

Wow I think this should have been my poetry korner altogether cuz I am not doing anything else but writing poetry. Oh I should try to post a part of my new book. It is hard to write two books at one time I'll tell ya what. But honestly when I need to write poetry then thats what I do but if I want to get into the other book then thats what I do. My other book is fantasy and love story. I will try to post alittle bit of it soon though I would like some feedback, but since it is only my friend em and my sister reading this I dont know how much good it would do,but I will think about it.

Why am I here? (poetry korner)

Why am I here?
Living in fear
living in chronic pain
everyday is all the same
No money I have
no promises I see
My life is my kids and me.
I won't let the pain stop me
from trying to be free
I want a little space
the love and support just to be:
A mother
A poet
A woman that is divine
All are gifts that one day will be mine
I just have to live
Fight the struggle everyday
that one day I maybe given the chance
to prove my worth
And say to all who never believed that I do belong on this earth!