AmyX
Profile
Hello ! My name is Amy ! i’m a student, i live in County Durham.
I enjoy photography and poetry, as well as writing
I love to travel and make new friends x
Please leave a comment if you like my work thanks
ALSO!
My mother has a red bubble…Shaz…she has a good eye for art …check it out! 
...and my father is new to red bubble…i’m sure you’ll enjoy his work too x type in Gazza
Groups
AmyX is a member of Abstract Art, Astronomy, Atheism, Black and White Photography, Black Cats( 2 uploads a day), Dutch Touch, Everyday Life, Fabulous Flowers, For the Love of Cats , 1 image a day , Forests, Fractal Art Frenzy, Hard Science Rocks, Insects, Bugs and Creepy Crawlies (2 A Day), Landscape Photography, Masterpieces: Literary Workshop, Mixed Media, North East England, Practising the Dark Arts, STUNNING SWITZERLAND, THE TORCH, Travel and Adventure, United Kingdom and Your Country's Best (2 images per day).
Art
Writing
Shadows that grow on us ....
The Water relfects calm tones, / Shadows in the water seem to be following my everywhere / Like ghosts, On this jetty, is when they are the closest, / The feel is ever so strong, like an enternal fla…
The Day The World Changed
I stand in a room; I recall it as a sacred heaven at one point, / But with the battle going on around me, I feel alone, / He has to be near, the blast was supreme yet small, / This was our old hom…
Blackout
Recalling the events, the structure of my life, / Knowing the friends you had and talked to, / I excel at living, and wandering the Earth, / I’ve dealt with things, even the loss of you. I sti…
Hole In the Heart
I stand in the shallow room, completely still, / My mind rushing, thoughts racing and my hand shaking, / Envelope opened, Paper moved, words had been read, / He’s gone, away, my love has been take…
Ghost
Nothing, Nothing that i can say, / My lips are sealed, all tied up, / A man, addiotned as a faint figure, / Standing starring at me, like a little lost pup. By his chraming looks, / he looks angry…
Amsterdam
The huge ferry has left the port, / I was going away, this is what i was taught, / The sea was rough i recall, the waves crashed against the ferry, / It didn’t harm or bother me, i was feeling …
