BiographyType: Writer Born: September 16, Ogden, Utah, The United States Died: Richelle is a native of Washington State, graduated from Eastern Washington University with bachelor's degrees in Liberal Studies and Math/Science Education. |
The crazy thing about poetry is how its simplicity makes it complicated.
It is said that you can't write without a reader. The opposite holds true as well; you can't read without a writer. But if as a single, creative person you are one in the same, then, well.....problem solved! Great writing is born from that which we personally long to read.
I love words. I crave descriptions that overwhelm my imagination with vivid detail. I dwell on phrases that make my heart thrum. I cherish expressions that pierce my emotions and force the tears to spill over. In essence, I long for a writer's soul sealed in ink on the page.
Relax; the world's not watching that closely. It's too busy contemplating itself in the mirror.
I read so I might live a thousand lives in a lifetime. I write to control the particulars in those lives.
We forget that the sweetest joys are found in the simplest acts: hugs, laughter, quiet observation, basic movements, holding hands, pleasant music, shared stories, a listening ear, an unhurried visit, and selfless service. It is sad we forget a truth so elementary.
The only way to change the world is to quit thinking it's a job for Superman. Real power lies in your own hands..
Your efforts extend like ripples on the ocean, much further than you know.
A thought can prompt. Words can stir. But it takes action to attain a dream.
Words never fade away but echo on for eternity. Let your echo ring sweet.
Few realize how loud their expressions really are. Be kind with what you wordlessly say.
Three carefully stringed words are worth more than a book of gibberish. It's not the word count but the impact of those words that counts.
Four-letter words have always offended me. I cringe at hearing them. Can't, don't, and won't are the worst.
There are things known - things experienced, felt, and understood - that words hold no power to convey. Attempting to do so only dilutes their substance and does them injustice.
Two powerful, little words I've learned to use when facing challenges, fears, and doubts -
so what?