girlinthestars
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I love taking pictures of my baby boy, life and lovely things.
There is something about creating art with a photo, it just enthralls me.
Capturing moments, expressions, to be able to hold instances still in time, I love that.
My poetry is a part of me that I can’t really explain. I don’t have a method to my words, they just happen upon me. My poems are usually about heartache, but I am not aching anymore, on the contrary…I am a happily married girl. But I did live through a wretchedly broken heart and that’s how I write about brokenness so easily. But I write about blissy-kissy love too. I just love to write and I am not even going to pretend that I wouldn’t love to be published, I would be over the moon….or, a girl in the stars.
I have just self published my latest collection of Poetry entitled
Kissing Paper
It is most everything I have posted here on RB and more.
A very big collection at over 200 pages!
I believe each day is a gift.
Open it early and don’t forget to say thank-you~
My Books are resting at www.amysampsonbooks.com I’m self published and copyrighted.
My Blog is Here PrettyThinker
And if you have a minute you’d like to risk wasting, you can continue reading…
I grew up in a small town on 10 acres amongst fields of lilies with bunny rabbits all around me every day. Yes, every single day, little hopping itty bitty bopping rabbits. While I lied in lily fields or actually ran, yes ran in lily fields in my favorite dress. Oh how I loved that dress. That perfect shade of bubble gum pink with 3 mock heart buttons right in the center of my chest. Which I always loved because I would count them “one, two, three!” And on three I would dash off in the lilly field with a ribbon in my hair flying in the breeze and I was so aware of it. I ran mostly for that reason actually, just to feel that wonderfully matching ribbon fly atop my head. Well also for the little bunnies, all around, you know, hopping and stuff. I mean they were nearby, not actually right around me. And the lilies, well, they were more like dandelions I guess. But the field was wonderful, it wasn’t quite a field, I suppose most would consider it a small yard. But at least I had that dress, that lovely perfect dress with matching ribbons that floated in the breeze… so pretty…so very pretty…


















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girlinthestars is a member of All Things Poetic, Prose, Philosophical., Art and Stories Made For Children, Art Inspired by Dreams, As Is, Baby Love, Birth and Maternity, Bits and Pieces , Black and White Photography, Books, Cards - Best of the Best, Childhood, Creative Inspirations, Cutest of the Cute, Dearly Departed, Everyday Life, Gaia - The Living Planet, Hands, Humour Captured, In the Moment, In the Pink, Live, Love, Dream, Living Christianity, Love & Romance , Masterpiece: Photography, Photography 101, Rain Drops, Selective Coloring, Sepia-Toned, Shoes, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Simply White, Six Words Only, Skyscapes, Something To Say, Stillness Speaks, Sunrise, Sunset, The Eyes Have It, The Two Of Us, The Word Tree, Twisted Tales and Writers' Market.
Journal Entries
On Another Track!
Posted 16 days ago, 3 comments so far.
Silly Monday Morning Wish For My Red Bubble Friends
Posted 24 days ago, 4 comments so far.
Collaboration...
Posted about 1 month ago, 1 comment so far.
P.S. Re: My Poetry Book ~*
Posted about 1 month ago, 5 comments so far.
My New Collection of Poetry
Posted about 1 month ago, 14 comments so far.
I Heart redbubble
Posted 5 months ago, 2 comments so far.
Valentine's Day
Posted 5 months ago, 1 comment so far.
Art
Writings
We Are
We are not harmonious anymore / Not little black clefs floating above / White wild flowers We are not romance anymore / Not pink lip gloss / Smothered between so many kisses / Never enough kisses …
So Close
When we sit on the train / I am yours / We are heading somewhere together / Oh, I know, you don’t know my name / But I do know yours / I heard her say it / Three times before I could say it bette…
Almost Nothing
It means almost nothing / That I still see you in my dreams / It’s mostly always raining / And your hair is slick and dripping / But you don’t care / You just run your hand through it / Lean bac…
The Goodbye Gift
We dissolved Like that little packet of / Sugar / That I softly tear open / And create a granular / Storm into my coffee Entirely sweet No hard feelings / Holding hands through the / Whole…
2 x 4
I felt so much pain / Or should I say / Too much pain For you did leave me so / Or should I say, too And didn’t I give you enough? / Enough time / Enough love / Enough complete, innocent, …
Peaches
I’ve got love now / He’s tracing my hand / With his strong fingers / And I can’t remember / When this hasn’t / Felt good / Even in the depths of / A bad day / They touch me / And my veins /…













