girlinthestars

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Name: girlinthestars

Joined: Jan 2008

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…