Anna Williams
Profile
Anna M Williams was born on Long Island, NY to Anna and Julian Williams. Most of her childhood was spent on Long Island. In 1990 she moved with her family to New Jersey. She has written under the name Anna M. Sargent and is the author of “Into My Heart: A Poetic Journey of Love”, “Swallowed by Darkness”, and “A Poetic State of Mind”. She also has been featured in such publications as “Poetic Voices” and, “Northern Star Magazine”, just to name a few. When she is not writing, Anna enjoys painting and other artistic adventures such as Photography, Mosaics, Pottery, and Sketching. For most of her life, she has been surrounded by art in its many forms.
you can find more information on these sites…
http://poetrybyanna.blogspot.com
http://annawilliamsphotography.blogspot.com
Groups
Anna Williams is a member of "Stream Crossings", All Things Orange, All Things Poetic, Prose, Philosophical., Buddha, Cards - Best of the Best, Colors of Water, Colour Me Vibrant Red!, Country Bumpkin, Creative Inspirations, Everyday Life, Everything Winter, Fabulous Flowers, Falling Leaves, Gaia - The Living Planet, Green!, Horse and Rider , In the Pink, Insects, Bugs and Creepy Crawlies, Macro H2O , Macro Untouched, Minimalism, Mother Nature's Finest, Natural Developments, Nature's Macro Canvas, Out of the Blue, Purple Haze, Reptiles and Amphibians, Sepia-Toned, Stillness Speaks, Sunflowers, Trees, Windows and Doors, Writers' Market and Yellow Fever.
Journal Entries
Confessions of a Macro Addict
Posted about 1 month ago, 3 comments so far.
Writings
Abstract mind
Lifes’ stains smear / the freshly painted / sunset inside. / Wet paint drips / in multi-faceted drops. Running in swirling paths, / trailing blurred memories / down the soaking / …
A moment between
Somehow lost in / cerulean. / Time frozen / I hold onto / my breath. / Afraid to / allow air to flow / past my lips, / for time would / tick again / if I expel this / fro…
Skydive
Pull the rip cord. Let the winds of change take their course, and feet wil…
Ebony head trip
My eyes slide gently between / satin sheets of darkness. Embraced, caressed by the / liquid texture of ebony around me / I have… / slipped into silken thoughts / of things untouched by those…
Intellectual Morsel
Your hungry eyes pass / over letter after / letter, word after word, / devouring piece / after piece to / satisfy the brain. / Your tongue licks at / the icing of / sugar coated metaph…
Sacrificing Lucidity
With lunch today / Insanity is… / brewed like tea, in a chipped pot, / and poured… / It leaks from a cracked cup / leaving a ring of brown / liquid that is not quite like ink / yet s…














