Rhonda : Writing

Fourth Night

Fourth Night

A Poem by Rhonda


I just had to get this off my chest... pretty random.
Asleep and Bruised

Asleep and Bruised

A Poem by Rhonda


The only words I hear in your eyes Tell me how much you hate me. The only words I feel in my soul Tell me that this is all wrong. And yet I st..
Mirrors Freewrite

Mirrors Freewrite

A Poem by Rhonda


This was a freewrite that I had to do for a class. It was my first freewrite in a long time. I didn't edit my thoughts at all. I wrote it out in the m..
In My Hand

In My Hand

A Poem by Rhonda


Something a little different
Time

Time

A Poem by Rhonda


Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.
Why Love?

Why Love?

A Poem by Rhonda


I've found that everything I write seems to be dark and cold. I'm trying something new.
The Greatest Gift

The Greatest Gift

A Story by Rhonda


This is my first attempt at writing a short story. It�s, by far, the most emotional thing I�ve ever written.
A Poem About Love

A Poem About Love

A Poem by Rhonda


I decided to write a poem about love. I searched in candy, hearts, and chocolate… But love was no where to be found. I kissed, smiled, and..
The Things Which Matter

The Things Which Matter

A Poem by Rhonda


I know to many women like this, it's sad. Maybe this is just a rant, but oh well.
I am a Bridge

I am a Bridge

A Poem by Rhonda


As the moon sinks into the water below I see the couple walking together. His hand holing something in his pocket, His heart in her hand. As..

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