Amanda Swindahl (12/31/87)
Biography of Amanda Swindahl
I have graduated high school, and i am currently in college. I love to write. It is that one subject i always took an interest in, and I learned how to write a poem in eighth grade. I had a wonderful teacher in 9th grade that taught me no limitations to what you have to say in a poem, that free verse is a real poem, not something that has to ryhme to sound good. It just has to flow. I find it alot easier to write about tough situations because they are what keeps a suspense for me when i read others. I guess you could call it a place where i can be free and think for myself and not have to worry about what others think of me or my poetry, how can you truely judge a poem, it either touches you with a lasting impression, or it slightly draws you in enough to read about it.
I dont think my poems are anything out of the ordinary, but i do have my own style. Its an art, and i would do anything to create my own masterpiece! -Amanda
- Adrenalin Tears...
- Battle ground rekindled
- Burning Lies
- Butterflies in Earthquakes
- Dear Heaven...
- Double-Take Time
- Elegantly Drowning
- Fragile Breath
- Graceful Storm
- Little Girl
- Lost in Ideal Perfection
- Raking Leaves
Ignite these Feelings; here comes the flame,
ready to manipulate its every move,
Ageing on a wick, but it dances without boundaries.
Tell the tears to feel no pain, the secrets and no shame.
You tried to protect me, and you only hurt me.
Lies that burn kindle the spirit,
The truth that lives in the melted whisper of the burning heart,
burning in lies.