About

 I am a poet.  I am a mother.  I am a someone’s wife.   I cannot stop writing. I have tried.  This is very anti-progressive of me.  I will apologize later to my chive plant.

 I work at writing but it is not what I call hard.  I am a natural.  But I don’t just write down whatever and call it something.  No.  I have pride.  I have standards.

 I am political and I am popping jokes.  They are subtle, often times overlooked, but if you find yourself laughing or crying, you can bet, I’m glad I could assist, reach a dead metaphor out to you.

 If you like my words, my poems, share them, print them off.  Tape them up.  Let me know.  If I make a mistake, let me know about that too.  

I am trying to be the best piece of U.S.A that I can be.  Poetry is my way.  Its not medicine and it is not an organic lunch. My poems are hard to swallow.  If I offend you, you can bet I am happy about that too, because that means your alive enough and thinking enough to respond.  You probably just missed the joke. ( I don’t know anymore than the fools who keep selling out our country or the great ramblers of the past.  I don’t know a thing, and my friend, hahahahahahaha neither do you). 

 I am not a master of poesy.  I am twenty-eight.  I am a burp. Remember that, remember I am a fool. I am like you.

 If you are a writer as well please feel free. Share your lines and advice. 

Sometimes people think I am a good writer, and they believe that I have a good sized ego.  That is not the case.  It is far to big and it thinks it is a bunny.  I am sorry for any claptrap or bloated dogs it tries to sell you.  I work endlessly at my lines, and want those who I share my life-art to be just as passionate and as eager as me.

 I love writing.  It is my family history,  it began before I had a name.                                                       Maybe I was hurt into it.  Maybe I hurt easy. Maybe thats why I can’t stop.

I know I won’t even think about it until justice is in the reality of every molecule.

You need someone to write love poems. I know you do.  You’re begging for someone just to care, just to give a damn and love.

My poetry is for you.  

It is for the lot of you who suffer or love.  

It is a reminder to you, that we are in this together and we are alive.

So lets party.

 I am nothing but a solitary grain of sand

but with you, I am beach.

(I will keep at least my swimsuit on, no porno here).  Who doesn’t love a beach party?       

 

 

 

        

 

If you would like me to read at a poetry reading email me at     a_burie@hotmail.com.