poet Bethany Maxwell

Bethany Maxwell

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Hello I am Bethany Maxwell, I live in the US, and I am entering my second year of college. I: write, play 5 instruments, I also enjoy acting. I love spending time with the people who matter most to me. In kindergarden I was a social flower, but I slowly grew out of my social self, I am happy in my circle. I have just transferred schools and changed my major to Sociology. I love music I wouldnt be able to live without it! I am always listening to music of some kind. I write constantly! I write poetry a lot I have about 300 poems that I have written. I am working on getting a lot of them on here. well thats a little about me :)


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  • Ramesh Rai (9/3/2013 8:46:00 PM)

    within her teen age Bethany has shown her great talent. keep it up

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  • Greenwolfe 1962 (4/20/2008 3:44:00 PM)

    Bethany is a talented young writer who is capable of penning a masterpiece
    of poetry and short prose. This is saying a lot because few are as capable
    as she is in this regard. That is her quality. But the thing which gives her
    a special place of recognition is how she has defined herself by her works.
    Her definition, is by topic. Her topic is 'Life, in the Company of Death.'
    She, is a philosopher on this. And on this, she has much to say. A topic
    most grim and displeasing to many; it is to her a musical drama that
    ingnites all our senses and inflames our heart and preserves our soul for
    a better place that leaves all our fears behind and our love streched into
    eternity.


    Greenwolfe 1962

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Best Poem of Bethany Maxwell

Redrum

The dagger slips through the skin
You know that you will win
Oh sweet red rum
The blood drips to the ground
You are careful to make not a sound
Oh sweet red rum
The feeling inside; of hate
By the time they come it will be too late
Oh sweet red rum
The body is still in your hold
You feel the skin go cold
Oh sweet red rum
Again you have stolen life
With the same red tinted knife
Oh sweet red rum
You feel hate no longer, your heart fills with sorrow
For you there will be no tomorrow
Oh sweet red rum
The dagger slips through your skin
You ...

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