Elizabeth Sheaffer

Rookie - 0 Points (February 4,1990 / Mt. Airy, NC)

Elizabeth Sheaffer
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I write for myself. I'm a selfish writer... I write to express what I feel inside, what I hide away when the sun drives away the night's serene cover... I write the words I cannot express in daylight, the words I can never speak aloud... I write to make sense of myself and of the world around me. I write for release. more »

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  • Gold Star - 22,986 Points Terry Craddock (5/16/2015 3:39:00 AM)

    Keep writing, your poem 'Can Death Come Calling If You Don'T Have A Telephone? ' is quite brilliant, so whoever has been hitting the dislike on you needs a heart and a brain, you have a gift, forget the nasty critics or comments if you get any and be confident in the unique vision and genius of your words. Power to your pen.

  • Rookie eb cooper (1/28/2009 8:36:00 PM)

    thank you, its refreshing to hear such encouraging comments. i'll be reading your work

  • Rookie - 0 Points Manny Francis III (10/14/2008 11:11:00 AM)

    After surveying about a half-dozen or ten of your poems, I've come to the conclusion that you have quite a beautiful vision. Additionally, I found that not only did I enjoy your writing, but your poem titles as well. They're vivid and dark and wonderful. Of the poems I read, I enjoyed The Minions the most, and when I was through reading it, I relaized that I could absolutely see myself writing something similar. Keep it up.

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Best Poem of Elizabeth Sheaffer

Alone In The Crowd

Sitting at a desk in a brightly lit room,
Surrounded by people, but still so alone...
Fighting a feeling of impending doom;
A chill in the room that cuts to the bone.

I've not seen your face in many a day.
The thought of you makes my heart ache so.
Missing your voice; it' so hard to be gay.
Happiness escapes wherever I go.

Dining alone in a quiet cafe'.
Delicious food still seems so bland.
Brown briefcase; a nice attache'.
Fighting to meet life's many demands.

I'm trying to pull myself together
Before I completely fall apart.
Battling to ...

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