Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Cost of Love

Cost of Love: There are many times that we pay for loving someone. I took what I felt in my heart as the ways we pay for love.

Pages and Pages

Pages and Pages: This poem was written because of all the pages that I had written about this one person that took my heart. All the poems that I had written about him that he will never see.

It Didn't Matter

It Didn't Matter: Was written because I was hoping to get his attention but he never saw me. I hope people can relate to this and understand where I was coming from when I wrote it.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Walk Home

Walk Home: is two people finding their relationship on the way back to his apartment.

Deserve You

Deserve You: is when you don't think that you deserve the person that you are in love with.

Perfect Evening

Perfect Evening: is a couple that doesn't get a whole of time together and this poem tells about their time together.

Center of Attention

Center of Attention: A poem showing the world that they are together regardless of what the world thinks of them being together.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Poems on Triond

I am a poet and love for people to read my work. I also post a blog on my Myspace page as well. I have a couple links to the sites that I have poems on. I would love for everyone to take the time to read them and give me their input.

https://www.triond.com/users/Jackie+Stroud+Painter

I guess that I could tell everyone a little bit about myself. I am 31 years old. I have a son that will be 11 in November. I have always had a love of writing but as I got older I found that I didn't function well without it. I take inspiration from family as well as the DeGraw's. I love music and spending time with my family. I just celebrated my third wedding anniversary. I have three step kids from my marriage. It's not unusual for me to give my heart to someone because that's where my writing comes from. I am working on my manuscript so that I can be published. I like to get input from other's to know what they felt when they read my poems.