My Word Collection
Early Days Friends Family Love Loss Christmas
Friends Family Love Loss
Paradise Misfits Nonsense
My voice comes from within my
experiences and observations of life. My words are a mirror of my feelings.
My sound is a creation that continually evolves and constantly changes. Life is
made of layers that overlap each other, blending into one color, then separating
once again into individual memories, sometimes vague, sometimes forgotten, and
sometimes crystal clear.
Every poem, each story, all the little bits of scribbled thoughts are moments in time, marking a place where I lingered for a while. Words are my attempt to understand my own reflection. I write because I am compelled to do so, not because I think I know how.
When my voice becomes a whisper and my hand can no longer hold a pen, the words will remain. When all that I am has grown silent the words will wait on written pages for others to explore. Not just my words, but all words . . . forever.
Unless otherwise indicated, these compositions are my sole property and no reproductions may be made without my permission.
I AM FOREVER walking upon
True progress comes not
©2008 Mary Beth Lara