Sorry no picture, maybe in the future. Anywho, I think I am just your average junior at Kent State though Delaware is home...and no not Delaware, Ohio due to popular misconception I am apparently from there. I am working on my Bachelor's in English. As of now I would love to be a poetry teacher at a university, but am willing to take the turns that life maps out.


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Hey Yal! This is a new thing for me, so bare with me. I'll probably just fill this with useless knowledge about my life, and poetry so have fun. ~K

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Friday, December 05, 2003
An recently old one

October 14th

They disapprove
with thier adult eyes,
  my playing in the rain.

Ignorant to the feeling
of wet leaves and muddy grass
sliding in between
    pink painted toes
disgust lingers in their
       lingering looks.

The leaves weave themselves
    in hair the same color,
I can't tell they're even there.
They belong in between the
      strands conditioning to the root.

The little indentations
    on either side of my
tightly drawn lips
miraculously show their perimeter.
        I breath in the rain.

Disgrace embraces
   the peaceful serenity
I feel today.

I remove myself
   from the wandering daydream.
Go back to walking,
   wishing, criticizing
what I'd love to do

Posted at 02:22 am by KimiPossible
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Candle and One for Kassady


The flickering flame
of my spirit, my soul, my being.

You hold the damper,

shiny gold of brass
shines and shimmers
in the light of the flame
emitted, glowing outward
from my heart.

A simple object
free at most candle parties
held by surburban mothers
in four bedroom, 2 1/2 bath houses.

That neglected object
in the gadget drawer
of many numberless houses
in gated planned communities
will eventually be my

You found that drawer,
grabbed up the object
    rarely used
and extinguishing the flame,
the light of my spirit.

One for Kassady

Once you were sad,
  wallowed in, swallowed  by grief.
No one knew,
  you kept it that way;

Boys don't cry.

You crack into pieces
  that remain for me
your friend, to put back
into the preset puzzle frame
  invisible to me.

I am now left
  baffled and grief-stricked
thrown into a state of shock.

Shaken stream of nerves
  and jumbled emotions
slowly and steadily
   arrange and rearrange
       the pieces of you.

I'll put them in various
orders and arrays
  until I'm old and grey
and you tell me in person,
making it seem so clear.

Kassady, I'm with you and this is just my way to express things.  I love you and you are my little so I always will.

Posted at 02:13 am by KimiPossible
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Tuesday, December 02, 2003
Fallen Alone

Fallen Alone

Alone in that room
full of familiar strangers
and happy pop music

a frown, my friend
accompanied by that
lonely solitary tear
that signals the rain

to pour on my lap,
my hands, the Fossil watch,
luckily it's waterproof
100 meters/330 feet water resistant.

Wonder what happends
at foot 331 or meter 101?
when they all disappear,
the security blanket flees,
then falling down
with no one to help.

I crumble into the floor
become one, become the floor
trampled upon,
laid out alone
in a room full of
familiar strangers.

Posted at 12:52 am by KimiPossible
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I hear you,
I really do
through the ears of experience
the words sound different,

your problesm become
varying complaints
each more bothersome
and trivial to my ears.

I swear I've been to
hell and back
at least twice,

but you'll never know that,
I don't care to share it all
the way you do.

Posted at 12:40 am by KimiPossible
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Tuesday, November 25, 2003
Unknown Hero and Love

Unknown Hero and Love

Tangled within the veins
of life's great mysteries
is where I believed myself
to be doomed for eternity.

A swirl of fire and sparkle
set me free one lonely day.
I knew not where it came,
only that it let me see clearly.

Suddenly I knew the answers
to all the questions I had
spent most of my life
pondering without much clarity.

I could not help but feel
a connection to the one
that brought about the end
of my exaggerated agony.

I found myself in love
with an unknow being;
one that was familiar,
but foreign at the same time.

Some time later,
I learned that it was you
who had rescued me
with your correct answers.

You, whom I had overlooked
for far too long a time
turned out to be my hero,
my one true love.

Posted at 12:37 pm by KimiPossible
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Monday, November 24, 2003
Depressing Night......Happy Day

Okay so I went to bed last night a little sad, a little upset, a little depressed, but when I woke up this morning, oh when I woke up this morning what a great mood I was in.  I was dancing around while getting ready.  Went to class...great class!  Came back, Passions and General Hospital what more can you ask for plus I managed to get 2 pages of my paper written in that time block.  It was awesome.  The music really is the great driving force in all this. 

Happy Music

Can't Wait by Hillary Duff
Knock Three Times by Three Dog Night
Jitterbug by Wham
You've Lost that Loving feeling by The Righteous Brothers
Sugar Pie, Hunny Bunch by The Temptations
You Can't Hurry Love by Diana Ross and The Supremes
Tricky Tricky by Lou Bega
Mamob No. 5 by Lou Bega
Beyond the See by Robbie Williams
I Think I love you by David Cassidy
My Guy by Diana Ross and The Supremes

Listen to this'll be happy too!!!

Posted at 05:50 pm by KimiPossible
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Getting all serious

Do you ever feel alone in a crowded room, like no one there is thinking along your lines?  Ever look back on life and wonder how you've survived without a breakdown?  Yeah so it's kind of a downer night....more like Kim's a crying mess.  I just get in these funks sometimes that are super hard to snap out of.  There's a big pit in my stomach, and the only conventional way I feel I can fill it is with tears.  This is all such a sudden feeling too because just a little bit ago I was having fun and hanging out with Ana.  It's weird but sometimes I just don't understand why my friends are my friends.  I don't see the special thing that makes me a desirable friend.  This is a really depressing entry, but sometimes that is just how I feel.  I also believe I do an excellent job of covering it up.  I'm so happy, laid back...on the outside.  Inside, I'm made because my roommate is throwing off my tv schedule and I am freaking out about everything in life.  It just seems like I'm stuck in this rut, that is ever-increasing in size.  Boy, this is a downer entry but one that makes you feel a tiny bit better afterward.  Oh and I think I'll throw in some song lyrics.

How to Fight Loneliness
By Wilco

How to fight loneliness
Smile all the time
Shine your teeth til meaningless
Sharpen them with lies

And whatevers going down
Will follow you around
That's how you fight loneliness
You laugh at every joke
Drag your blanked blindly
Fill your hear with smoke
and the first thing you want
Will be the last thing you ever need
That's how you fight it

Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time

Posted at 12:58 am by KimiPossible
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Saturday, November 22, 2003
Love Song for No One by John Mayer

So this is a new thing!!!   I really like a boy a lot, and I wasn't friends with him first.  This is great.  He likes my music, how awesome is that?  Normally I can't find boys like that.  He's sensitive as far as I know, he writes poetry.  Something is saying..."meant to be".  I'm like a little school girl, he makes me so damn gitty.  I really hate this, how am I supposed to be deep dark poet girl when I'm all butterfly like over a boy?  God, it sucks!  Boys suck!  They make strong girls who are cool with their emotions turn into mushy little flowers.  Okay so in this entry I am going to add a song lyric because well I just feel like it.

Love Song For No One by John Mayer

Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
on old love
or lack therof
After all the crushes are faded
Anda all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I"m looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one
I'm tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
Hurry up and get here
You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me

Posted at 11:31 pm by KimiPossible
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Friday, November 21, 2003
My Sister is the Cutest Person I know

If anyone know my sister, then you know the "cuteness" I speak of.  I find it really funny, my sister is a freshman in high school and what one would call a "popular" kid.  She's in the honors classes, and she's a cheerleader.  So I bet that everyone probably thinks our little Jenny is perfect, but no she's not.  She's actually really gross at home, but we love her.  It's especially really fun with the two of us gang up on our mom :-)   But anywho, here's a little poem about my peanut.


The little hands,
    wrapped around the yellow
cloth, synthetic satin border
     blanket; thumb in mouth

The soft yellow cloud
     falls down to the ground,
towards the standard issue,
     beige carpet stretching
         to cover the floor
of apartment L-4;
there is the art work
    of the older sister.

Blue, red, hard paint
in contrast to the
     delicate fabric.
She was so mad.
     Tim-Tim, you ruined it!

The confused speech of
     a scoulding small child
whose blanket has been
          tainted, painted
with butterflies,
   and the letter J-E-N.

Posted at 07:27 am by KimiPossible
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Thursday, November 20, 2003
Yeah!! All better

I know I sounded really bitter and nasty in my earlier entry, but that's how I deal.   I write stuff down, and then I don't feel them anymore.  Don't worry I still love my roommate.  She's the most awesome person ever.  I know you wish you could live with her...but you can't...hehehe.  

I was a bit excited today because I read my poem that I previously wrote for class in class today and it went over pretty well.  It was weird because it was the first really personal piece that I shared with the class, but overall I'm glad I did.

Posted at 06:57 pm by KimiPossible
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