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 | Pamela HuntHello, I am a forty-eight year old female who lives in Michigan.I have two awesome cats,Cleo and Shadow... I write every day and have sold three books. Antique Rose's(a poetry/essay book) and I write a lot of poetry!
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| | | | | | | | Window Pain by Pamela Hunt The cat…slate gray, stands sentry-At the bedroom window, sentry for centuries…standing like an old, tall building,Green eyes panicky….The sk | | | Bag Lady by Pamela Hunt She clutches her bag, an odd, old paisley thing…with;Un-important things inside!Plastic combs, mints flecked with dirt….all un-covered like | | | Heir by Pamela Hunt The lighthouse looms tall behind us…The vast ocean couldn\'t contain all the love-We shared!That was before the night I to | |
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| | Hale Michigan by Pamela Hunt Living here…I begin to feel a little intimate with Ole Bessy!(A cow\'s udder…for a mudder?) Heaven forbid!No friends, yet? So, I\'m outsi | | | Fallen Angel by Pamela Hunt Yesterday my heart…knew sun!Today it is empty!Yesterday the war was won…..And I was fulfilling my destiny! | | | "Remorse" by Pamela Hunt I'm getting too old….to keep running, from the pain-(from reality)How long have I done this?Keeping the tears…the fears in?Until I finally "feel it….The failed marriage…Losin | | | "Boyfriend..." by Pamela Hunt I love you more than words can tell….I'd love you from the depths of hell!I have loved you through thick and thin…Through bad and good and every sin!I cooked your food…I | | | Interview with God! by Pamela Hunt Me: What do you think about Taco Bell? The burritos you know are pretty good….God: I like mine hot as hell! (I made both….ya know!)Me: You're known for creating great and beautiful things… How | | | "Coma" by Pamela Hunt I'm in a bed…I cannot move!Not one toe…I cannot speak,People come in and gawk…One…a blur of white; an angel?A giant, white-gauze complaint on my every morning!She…is; I sens | | | | | |
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