Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

Joined October 2020

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Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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The Witcher
Abandoned by his mother and left at Kaer Morhen, Geralt suffers through many mutations, making him a powerful warrior. Love and friendships be damned, through law of surprise, he becomes entangled with a young, powerful princess.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Critique
Why. Content Warning.
I wrote this poem in effort to express the loss of a child, from the view of a friend. When hope is stretched and the desire to go on, seems unbearable.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Brushed up
I'm not where I want to be (Life has tossed me around) so, I take one step at a time (Planted my feet, on the ground) I'm not who I thought I'd be
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Little House
Living the simple life, in a world, anything but simple. Where brutal dares innocence to survive. Follow the adventures of a young family, clinging to their beliefs and one another. Giving us a glimpse into how the west was won.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Critique
Competition
The space in between the left and the right The places unseen kept away from the light The ones we've denied brushed up under the rug
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Dreams Really Do Come True
At the rainbows end The pots are often empty LIFE, is the treasure
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Don't Judge A Book
the page begs for more feelings, desires and twists the covers, cover
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Nothing But The Stars On
What if we danced in the dark, with nothing but the stars on stomp in the puddles, let the water soak our toes What if we traced our silhouettes, in the colors of the rainbows
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
The Last Unicorn
Seemingly, alone in a large lilac wood the last, lonely unicorn, cried as she stood Fragile and broken from the pain in her heart
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Could Have Been And Maybes
What ifs and daydreams fairy tales and wishing wells Reality bleeds
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Rockwell Incarceration
Rusty water towers in a tiny little town Passing by the hours watching pennies hit the ground Saving all my money and my courage, just to run
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
The Pianist - Beauty Survives
It has been said that music has the charms to tame the savage beast. This proved true for Wladyslaw Szilman, holocaust survivor, and Polish-jewish pianist. Seperated from his family, forced to play for the very ones responsible for toppling his world *Music was his passion. Survival was his masterpiece.*
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Critique