I am 30+ Libra (w/ Leo rising) and a Rat born in the hours of the Tiger; writer, amateur photographer, a single mom, a daughter, a sister, a friend and an eccentric individual.
BTW, the pics I use here (and in my gallery) are taken by me and copyrighted by me unless otherwise noted.
Please also note that I have a thing about eyes, especially my own...
This pic is a portion of some writing I did on the apt bldg I lived in last year with my son's chalk... BIOpics of my friends, family and other things
(I'm so lazy, but it's much easier putting in links so if you are really curious you can satisfy your curiousity fully) ;>
I love all types of music but prefer dancing to old school goth and industrial. I read alot, mainly sci-fi, fantasy and horror.
I take a ton of pics with my digital camera (which you'll know if you went to my pic site).
I love cats and am indifferent to dogs.
I have classified myself as a pagan for a number of years but wonder if even that is too much of a label and am rolling around "spiritualist" as my new self-imposed label.
I am a survivor.
Got the diagnosis on my son on Dec 16th 2004 and he is autistic though they think he's mildly so and will be higher functioning...
My adoptive Mom died of cancer on Nov 2, 2004 and words cannot convey how I feel about that. Though I do a lot of various emotional purging with my poetry.
I may also write about how I feel since I ended my marriage in January of 2005.
I also tend to be rather opinionated and have no qualms about sharing those opinions and it's possible you've come here after reading a comment I've left on your work or something I've said in a forum...
P.S. I write #1 for myself, mainly to purge things that poison me (so it's usually dark stuff) and with the occassional sweetness or humour-filled one thrown in. I also write and share my work so that other people who may feel the same or similar to the way that I do, whether or not they've had the same life experiences, can realize that they are not alone in this world and that other people do understand.
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Comments (10)
UFOSIX
Wow! Hey! That is a COOL Poem!!!!!! @ thumbs way way up here!!
AusPoet
Open your eyes, Cara. There is much beauty to be seen, and to be expressed by people such as yourself who know how to find the words. big hug
Ensomniac
I think Cara's eyes have always been wide open. There's much to watch out for out there too. Very eerie poem.
eternalwytch1
Beautiful and very profound
TallPockets
Do what TallPockets did when he almost drowned. He was out in a rowboat and it sprung a leak at the front end and water was filling the boat. So, since he was in the middle of a big lake, he drilled another hole in the back of the boat, nearby him - For the incoming water from the front end of the boat to 'run out'. WINK. SMILE. Keep treading water dear lady. Superbly written piece, as is your usual. I always look forward to your works. Keeps me going. V
Shadowmonkey
Theres no need to sink, we do after all naturally float. Such a claustrophobic feel to this piece.
cagewench
thank you everone... I just feel that Life has a stranglehold on me and I don't like it...
KarenJ
Well written and very claustrophobic piece.
cynlee
i feel the weight pressing down ready to strangle me too... fight, fight, fight :]
cagewench
thank you... I am doing my best