Amera Andersen

Rookie (12/03/81 / New Jersey)

Amera Andersen Poems

121. Wiccan Chant Of Power 4/29/2009
122. The Seduction (Erotic) 7/24/2007
123. Broken Chains 5/23/2008
124. Lost 7/31/2007
125. Red Pencil 7/23/2007
126. We Will Survive 8/10/2008
127. Cursed 7/31/2007
128. War At Home 7/24/2007
129. Lilith (Demon Series) 7/24/2007
130. Aroused (Erotic) 7/17/2007
131. The Wall 7/10/2008
132. Floral Submission (Erotic) 7/30/2007
133. Christmas Eve 12/13/2007
134. Bleeding Rose 7/24/2007
135. Black Rose 7/14/2007
136. Isaiah 40: 31 7/14/2007
137. Killing Machine 7/23/2007
138. Evil Poetess 12/29/2007

Comments about Amera Andersen

  • Kristin Davis (8/11/2007 8:05:00 PM)

    One of the best people, let alone poets I know is right here! Heart unlike any, spirit that is willing, and a soul that captivates my every being with her work. An inspiration to many and a friend to even more.

    Darlin' Amera, you have it all right there at your fingertips. I know you don't feel like you do at times; however, when you feel like you can't get there... close your eyes and think of me.

    You will one day be writing of your past dreams in comparison to how they are today, and when you feel totally, and absolutely complete with the universe, and you will... you will find where I left off.

    I love you and you have touched my life in so many ways. I don't know what I would ever do with you absent from my life. With that being said, thank God for you! For you in ever way!


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Best Poem of Amera Andersen

Evil Poetess

I opened the diary of her mind,
as this dark woman, came into my life
and I turned her pages only to find,
a tortured soul that is filled with strife.

She penned on her pages in blood red ink,
closing the cover to keep people out.
She’s petrified, of what others might think,
If they read her mind and witness her doubt.

I have a lover a kind hearted soul,
who gives of himself to make her feel free
but this deranged woman will eat him whole;
my all trusting lover, too blind to see.

I need to protect him, keep him from harm,
before she ...

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On island cliffs of Ogygia I stand
Awaiting tall ships; approaching the land
Enchanting the mariners with a song
As I lull them to sleep, before the long

Be condemned to an absent existence
Sealing wax, be ye only resistance
So if by thy troth my music ye loved
And lashed to the mast so that ye be gloved

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