or sign in with e-mail
Don't have an account? Register Here!
Thanks for visiting my profile. I was previously 'Shadows Within' but I've decided to just go with Jemma - far simpler'.
I thank everyone who leaves a comment because I have always aspired to improve my writing, and how else am I to do it without some good critique?
I love writing and it has become part of my existential makeup. I do not know how I could live without it. A strange thing when I got into it on a whim.
He's only wheat, bending with the wind
Struggling not to buckle and break...
Haze lies miserably above the gleaming silver
As the whirs and buzz of power grows closer...
It's not so ill done beneath the light of the sun
That is stark and bleak in the crystal encrusted...
Is there help for the faceless ones
Or are they so cold and condemned...
We don't care if the clouds pale
Floating beneath their dying moon...
Heaven's in an angel's face.
It's a shame that we can't see them.
Sometimes in the East
Sailors break a sweat
Searching for the sunrise
Before the night is dead
It was wonderfully, bitterly cold. It made me remember life, as I had once known it, the harsh reality that can freeze you to the bones but can keep you smiling. Well, usually.