Biography of Regan Meade
Regan Meade is a young adult who is aspiring to be an artist in many aspects. She was born fifty miles from the border of Mexico in a small town of Las Cruses, New Mexico. She often spends her time reading many different books from fantasy-fiction to biographical non-fiction. In times of stress (or major cases of writer's block) she draws paints or even takes a walk to get inspiration for her poems, stories, and art work.
Regan Meade Poems
Hidden Sorrow Of An Unknown Teen
I smile as the blood runs down my arm. The blood is a mixture of mine and those who have,
A woman's body is her temple, She should have the right to do with it as she pleases, No man should tell a woman that she should give up a life she wants to keep.
I am the quiet sigh of the wind I am the temper of the flickering flame, I am a lioness fierce and strong I am a child of our mother Earth.
Alone is what I will be I'm always alone never being able to see the light of life. Never to see the light of day again. I'll always be alone
A woman of the snow. Yuki, her name, brings snow to the mountain peaks. She sits in the snow filled glade, her icy colored hair fell around her in ribbons.
A bloody battle. So many casualties. Rage against the other color. One a born bred fighter, the other a peacemaker with a split personality.
The window is open letting the cold air nip at the person’s face. Who is that person? Who is it that leaves the window open at night? And for whom do they open it for?
D. S. L. W. I
Don't look at me like I'm nothing. Don't say that you actually love me. Don't touch me like a lover.
A freezing chill sweeps though the air; Powdered sugar is wept from the clouds, Piling up high untouched by man It is the first of many at this time;
Their Pain And Confusion
How can he do this? This crime so heinous that it makes Even the strongest of hearts cringe. How can one be so cruel?
Unknown Time Of Tragedy And Despair
Icy-blue eyes hardened by betrayal and pain, Eyes shed unseen tears. A heart closed of from the world, A heart mended by an amethyst light.
So strong and fun, She’s always been there for me even, If I messed up, even when I was in major trouble. The one who is my legal guardian,
Who Am I?
Who am I? I am the one who is calm and serene, yet angry, and untamed.
Blue rippling waves drift down the,
curvature of her back.
A woman of natural beauty that
Can change nature’s strongest and stubborn hearts to those of
Of caring individuals;
She, the woman of water, has many moods.
Her anger a hurricane of great magnitudes,
Her happiness a calming vision of the calm waters of a lake;
She is the one who has taken many lives, a coffin to the brave men who