Karen LaRue

Joined January 2022

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I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!

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The Braided Change
I braid them One strand after the other Over and over One after the other In the same repeating pattern So simple But so complex
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
The End of The Tunnel
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel Or is there just more tunnel And endless cavern of tunnels Channeling under the earth
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
Kaci Gets it On
Kaci was horny. Her husband had been ignoring her for one too many months. She was tired of being used for cooking and maid duties. She craved adventure, attention, and most of all, a hard cock to make her ever-wet pussy happy.
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Filthy
The Greatest of Pains
How could you Rip the child from my arms Like they are nothing to me Like I haven't sacrificed my everything for them Like they aren't my entire heart
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
Rise Above
Rise above The things that hurt you Rise above The stormy clouds Rise above Those who seek to harm you Rise above Their seeded doubts
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
Trimming the Tree
We each decorate our inner worlds With the things that run through our minds Those sometimes random thoughts become The ornaments with which our treas of self-concept are decorated
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
Just A Breath
It was just a breath You looked me in my eyes During one of my darkest times And took that deep breath in I instinctively breathed with you
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
A Very Confusing Thing
To have the gift of fairy sight To have the gift of fairy flight To have the gift of fairy might To have the gift of fairy light
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
Listen
My Dearest Loves, Listen as the Spirit speaks For that which They speaketh is holy It is wise And it is just Listen as the Spirit speaks
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
The Sacred Sexual
Sometimes we walk the line of sexuality With hints and innuendo Sometimes we hide from it entirely Fearing its power Sometimes we embrace it with a full force of passion that is overcoming in the most beautiful of ways
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
Wounded
My insides spill out Like my belly was cut in two You might think my injuries not serious But you don't see the wounds they reopened
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Poets
My Friend Ana
They say I'm fat Morbidly Obese they call it A Disease whose only actual symptom is size It was the calories I was told
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Longevity

Karen LaRue

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The Braided Change

The End of The Tunnel

Kaci Gets it On

The Greatest of Pains

Rise Above

Trimming the Tree

Just A Breath

A Very Confusing Thing

Listen

The Sacred Sexual

Wounded

My Friend Ana

Stories (93)