Biography of Amity Willows
I write a lot of poetry, but I also enjoy writing short stories and am currently working on a novel that may or may not be finished by next year.
I have way to much time on my hands and I am online quite a bit. I am a frequent visitor to a site called Yahoo Answers and I often post my poems there also, under the user name of Girl In Green. I love receiving feedback on my poems, so your comments are extremely welcome. Thank you!
Amity Willows Poems
I Walk Alone
I walk alone, No one to guide me, I run alone, From night that smothers.
As I Gaze
As I gaze at my shattered reflection, Lying in pieces, there on the floor, I am surprised, completely taken aback, I see something that I never saw before.
A New Day
Wind is blowing, Over meadows of emerald green. The sun is rising, While the moon falls asleep.
The Willow Of Amity
A roaring river cuts through the land, The river thins down at the bend, the bend where I would play as a child, And where now I stop to rest awhile.
I Will Be Me
I will take my own path, I will find my peace at last, I will take my army and knock, Knock on troubles door,
Fast Food Hell
Everyday I am forced to sell, Fast food in this fast food hell, Greasy burgers with ingredients unknown, I’m behind the grimy counter, all alone.
I actually wrote this poem as more of a song, but oh well, here it is. I have this sort of tendency to exaggerate just a little, He was a thousand miles away for a million years or so,
Happily Everafter Live
Painted lips so red, Skin so very pale, So silent, almost dead, And yes, she is real.
I wish To grow wings and fly away, To miss this opportunity, To become what I want to be,
You hide your face in a book, You dry your tears on the pages, You hide away in your fairy tales, And we don’t know how to find you.
As I Go
Storm clouds hover over my head, This isn’t what I ever wanted, Now I’m leaving and I’ll never come back, Will these tears leave at last.
She got in the taxi cab, And she never looked back, Everything that she owned, Was right beside her.
Count the days as they roll by, Wipe the tears from your cheeks, Don’t be afraid to cry, Don’t be afraid of being weak.
Fragmented reflections, Hanging on the wall, That mirror has been broken, For a very long time.
My Love Is Mine
Drag my scattered thoughts,
Drag them from me,
I don’t mind,
They are just burdens.
Tear my dreams away,
Take them all if you please,
They only burden me.
Scatter my memories,
Scatter them to the winds,