Occupation:

Chief Henry's Gifts And More In Cherokee, NC (Work As A Cashier)

Date of birth:

June 29, 1975

Marital status:

Married

Education:

Finished High School In 1994 From Swain in Bryson City, NC Interests: I love music, nature, walking.

Published writing :

Silence= Quill Books Books:Echoes From The Silence and

National Library Of Poetry= A Muse To Follow

All Around Me= Amherst Society

The Color Of Leaves= Famous Poets Society

A Moment of Life= Wexford Poetry Society Won $750.00 third place in contest.

A Broken Heart= SparrowGrass

A Worthwhile Person= Remley Literary Agency

The Downfall Of The Hero= Poet's Guild

Broken Arrow= National Library Of Poetry

A World In Need For Help= Iliad Press

A New Winter= Creative Concepts Book: First Bloom

A Moment= Iliad Press

God Is My Love= Joyful Noise

A Short Glaze Across The Moon= The National Library Of

Poetry Book: In Dappled Sunlight

A Sunset Sinking Across The Mountain= Remembrance A

Poem I wrote For My Grandma

The Steps Of Life On The Outer Banks= Famous Poet's

Society Book: Today's Great Poems

The Old Building= On Internet Site, Fear Of The Dark

The Dance= On the Internet Site, The Poet's Canvas

The Long Path, The Dread Of Life, And The Skeleton's

Room= On Internet Site, Lost Innocents Dark Digest

The Weather Map= Printed In UK Writers Brew June 2000.

Soft Faces= Famous Poets Society

Caress= The Amherst Society

Dad's Pocket= The International Library Of Poetry

The Love From Above, Having You In My Life, You Are, A

Candle By Fate,

The Midnight Dream, The Faded Kiss, Warm You Up= Jim-

N- Lyrics And Poetry

The Lion= Published by Pen Pushers Echoes Of The

Century

Southern Moments= City Lights Bookstore in

Sylva, NC

Fairy Mist and Grave's Bed Of Grace (Poem Of The Week)

with Shadowpoetry http://www.shadowpoetry.com

You Make Love= A Teacher read this poem

to his students

Bed Of Roses= Midwest Publishers

Lonely She Was and Born From Birth= Published on site

www.harvest-art.com

Personal statement:

Poetry helps me cope with life. I like to write in a flow of words. Writing helps deal with life in general the pain, stress, happiness, everything in between.

Breathe Love

Sunset

Winter air

A gentle breeze is blowing

With fresh air.

My hands isn't dirty

But I am afraid.

Afraid of the truth.

My body looks ugly.

So cold,

I am lost.

Without the seed to plant me,

I shall not grow.

On my shelf,

Life goes on

Without hope or faith.

I am under the rug with dust

through my shoes.

Pain isn't the issue.

I have forgotten yesterday

Because my eyes wasn't on you,

My silent sky was watching the distance.

We was love only waiting for color.

My life was born under the rug

Waiting to breathe into you,

A new place to be.

I then grew so beautiful,

Without words

Only looking for you.

© Misty Lacke