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November | 2016 | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. Monthly Archives: November 2016. A Poem A Day. November 28, 2016. Stretched tall and forced to carry. The weight of adults with the strength of a child. A Poem A Day. Follow me on Twitter. County Kerry, Cork, and Kissing the Blarney Stone. Blogging with Libby Mac. Lady Without A Baby. Addicted To The Connection. This is the sixth (you can read the other two poems: Ode To Nikki, Like A Phoenix I Rise, Why Bother, Never A Mother: My Mother! New offerings at my Easy Store. Just added some new ...
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January | 2017 | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. Monthly Archives: January 2017. A Poem A Day. January 6, 2017. There’s finally a right and finally a wrong. Though the least of men always knew. Because sorrows run like streams past islands. Of hope and despair. And just as easily as the river ran, it was transformed into an insightful radiance;. Serenity overflowing the cup of the mind. Follow me on Twitter. County Kerry, Cork, and Kissing the Blarney Stone. Blogging with Libby Mac. Lady Without A Baby. Addicted To The Connection. Just ad...
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August | 2016 | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. Monthly Archives: August 2016. A Poem A Day. August 31, 2016. The innocence faded,. And experience made its mark. On my mind. I am scarred and made new by. My past, but I wouldn’t change it. A Poem A Day. A Poem A Day. August 31, 2016. Abandoned by all else,. Your light covered me. And I flew into a distant land. Called “Love.”. A Poem A Day. A Poem A Day. August 31, 2016. And I’m out of breath,. Can’t hold my tongue. I have to run. A Poem A Day. August 31, 2016. I purposely turned my back.
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June | 2016 | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. Monthly Archives: June 2016. My Typical School Morning. June 26, 2016. A school day. I awaken against my will to the kisses of our German Shepherd hours before I had to get up. Ignoring her wouldn’t help – Lucy would cry and cry for me to get up and let her outside to lie in the first rays of sunshine. Continue reading My Typical School Morning. Christian teen girl blog. June 21, 2016. It could be worse. Continue reading Pick Myself Up. June 17, 2016. Continue reading Please Judge Me. I did...
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May | 2016 | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. Monthly Archives: May 2016. Why I’m Not Ready To Date. May 27, 2016. I’ve had my share of relationships. Every guy I dated I thought was the One. I would imagine myself in a white dress walking down the isle, having a family, and enjoying myself with the love of my life. But it turns out there are so many reason why I’m not ready to date. Continue reading Why I’m Not Ready To Date. Why I'm not ready for a relationship. Breaking Out of My Shell. May 25, 2016. Breaking out of my shell. Please...
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About | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. My name is Janna, and I am a young aspiring writer finishing my last year of college. I hope to use this site as a way to keep everyone updated on what is going on in my life, as I am always on the lookout for new adventures and perspective. Although these aspirations may not take place anytime soon, I am exited to share my current life experiences as I establish myself as a blogger! I hope to use my experiences to encourage others and to help them learn more about the seriousness of anxiety.
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The Liebster Award | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. July 22, 2016. First off I would like to thank PoojaG. For nominating me for this award. It is such an honor! As a nominee, it is my job to answer 11 questions, nominate 11 bloggers, and write 11 new questions for those bloggers. Enjoy! 1 What is your greatest achievement in life. My greatest achievement in life is learning to love myself for who I am. 2 What is your favourite movie? The action and romance leaves you wanting more. New movie being released Spring 2017! Because the first CD I...
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July | 2016 | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. Monthly Archives: July 2016. A Poem A Day. July 26, 2016. I sat and stared at the sword in the stone-. At the many men who tried to grasp and tug. Oftentimes I wondered if it was possible for someone. As young as I to try such a task. Continue reading My Hero. A Poem A Day. Dear Youth: This Is Your Time. July 26, 2016. When I started my job as a reporter, I would handle myself as a professional, making phone calls and scheduling my own interviews. It was so fun! Christian teen girl blog.
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October | 2016 | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. Monthly Archives: October 2016. October 30, 2016. The other day I stopped at the car shop to get my car fixed – something minor. The owner and his wife were there. 8220;So I hear you’re moving home,” the owner said. It was more of a question than a statement. 8220;I am,” I replied and assumed he would leave it at that. Instead, he stood and stared, knowing there was more to the story. The room was quiet with anticipation. Turned out I had a flat tire. Who would have known? And I’m not...
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September | 2016 | As She Writes
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A Poem A Day. Monthly Archives: September 2016. A Poem A Day. September 30, 2016. The divinity has been snatched from me,. And now I’m lying on the stone cold floor. Your words of indignity have all but neglected me;. And you are scatterbrained, playing these games. Is there any reality in your beautiful lies? A Poem A Day. A Poem A Day. House of Alternate Realities. September 29, 2016. My days were nights, and I looked up to the floors. I read silently in a corner that was lit by perplexity before.