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- Who I am:
- wilingwrists.weebly.com
- Books I've written, anthologies I've contributed to, and any scripts or plays I've authored:
- I have written many poems, but I have not been published. I for the first, am stepping out on faith and leaving fear behind. I am pleased with the work I have done, and I am ready to share my gift with the world...this is just the begining! I jst need a little direction.
- Media outlets that I currently write for:
- none
- My writing is:
- Poetry
- Outlets where I review books, TV, or film:
- no
- Services I offer to other writers:
- no
- I'm part of these writers' groups or salons:
- no
- My professional associations:
- no. I know that it my seem that I have nothing to offer, I believe that this is just the type of site I need to get me started. Give me a chance!
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It Sounds Good
Posted on January 4, 2010 at 6:47pm 1 Comment 0 Likes
The devils biggest deception is to trick you into a world of doubt
Taking what you know to be true and turning it inside out
Questioning the word of God is where he wants the confusion to start
From there he can twist your mind and what use to be sin has now become art
What use to be hate, is now white power and black pride
What use to be laziness, is now known as a free ride
What use to be righteous, is now known as a goodie two shoes
What… Continue
Taking what you know to be true and turning it inside out
Questioning the word of God is where he wants the confusion to start
From there he can twist your mind and what use to be sin has now become art
What use to be hate, is now white power and black pride
What use to be laziness, is now known as a free ride
What use to be righteous, is now known as a goodie two shoes
What… Continue
Altered at the Altar
Posted on January 2, 2010 at 3:57pm 4 Comments 0 Likes
Altered at the Altar
My patience was too short
My anger was too long
My mouth wouldn’t stay zipped
So words came out wrong
My pride needed to be tucked in
Forgiveness needed to be let out
My mind needed to be renewed
To restore my faith and rid my doubt
My temper was too high
My self-esteem was way too low
So I went to the altar
And God pulled out his needle an began to sew
He hemmed my anger
And… Continue
My patience was too short
My anger was too long
My mouth wouldn’t stay zipped
So words came out wrong
My pride needed to be tucked in
Forgiveness needed to be let out
My mind needed to be renewed
To restore my faith and rid my doubt
My temper was too high
My self-esteem was way too low
So I went to the altar
And God pulled out his needle an began to sew
He hemmed my anger
And… Continue
Satan's Claws
SATAN’S CLAWS A CHRISTMAS STORY
If Satan is the father of the lie, then Santa must be his son
Another distraction from the devil and this is how I imagine it all begun…
Satan was just sitting there snarling with bitterness on Christmas Eve
He knew Jesus was on the way, to bring salvation to all that believe
Desperately, he watched his plans backfire, as Jesus would bring redemption, to that old serpent trick
I’ll have to come up with another deception he thought, I know, I call him Saint Nick
Better yet, I’ll switch a letter, but name him after me
Will call him Santa Claus, and the people, will be too blind to see
Now, I know I can’t top the gift that God gave on Christmas night
So I have to find another way to make the people lose sight
I’ve got it! God only gave his gift one time, so Santa will bring gifts every year
And he will deliver them down chimneys, in a sleigh led …by A red nosed reindeer!
Now you can’t say, that isn’t just as miraculous as any virgin giving birth
So what…if that baby would one day bring salvation to all the earth?
This world is so self-absorbed, so I’ll give Christmas a special little twist
Santa will give them what ever they want, if they sit in his lap and read him there list
This sounds too ridiculous, way too far fetched, maybe this tale is too wild
But it is believable, if a trustworthy parent, will convince there unsuspecting child
This is a story that brings Christmas spirit, so Gods rules don’t apply
We’ll make this an exception, and call it a little white lie
And that is how the devil deceived us, using our own flaws
And the true story of Christmas, wound up in Satan’s claws
Believe what you will, this is just my Christmas Story
About the devils attempt to steal Gods glory
Merry Christmas
By Kelli Smith
If Satan is the father of the lie, then Santa must be his son
Another distraction from the devil and this is how I imagine it all begun…
Satan was just sitting there snarling with bitterness on Christmas Eve
He knew Jesus was on the way, to bring salvation to all that believe
Desperately, he watched his plans backfire, as Jesus would bring redemption, to that old serpent trick
I’ll have to come up with another deception he thought, I know, I call him Saint Nick
Better yet, I’ll switch a letter, but name him after me
Will call him Santa Claus, and the people, will be too blind to see
Now, I know I can’t top the gift that God gave on Christmas night
So I have to find another way to make the people lose sight
I’ve got it! God only gave his gift one time, so Santa will bring gifts every year
And he will deliver them down chimneys, in a sleigh led …by A red nosed reindeer!
Now you can’t say, that isn’t just as miraculous as any virgin giving birth
So what…if that baby would one day bring salvation to all the earth?
This world is so self-absorbed, so I’ll give Christmas a special little twist
Santa will give them what ever they want, if they sit in his lap and read him there list
This sounds too ridiculous, way too far fetched, maybe this tale is too wild
But it is believable, if a trustworthy parent, will convince there unsuspecting child
This is a story that brings Christmas spirit, so Gods rules don’t apply
We’ll make this an exception, and call it a little white lie
And that is how the devil deceived us, using our own flaws
And the true story of Christmas, wound up in Satan’s claws
Believe what you will, this is just my Christmas Story
About the devils attempt to steal Gods glory
Merry Christmas
By Kelli Smith
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Kelli Yevette Smith commented on the blog post 'Altered at the Altar'
"Thank you so much for the kind words. I can tell that one of your gifts is encouragement.. after I read your emails I always feel like a Million bucks, Thank you so much. I have decided to walk the curb and stop looking at my feet, I am relying on…"
C. Ford commented on the blog post 'Altered at the Altar'
"Bravo! Absolutely fantastic!!!! You see, your voice is heard when you open your heart and mouth to SPEAK. Excellent work. Remember one step at a time is all it takes to get us to where we are going / supposed to be. Keep up the good work and…"
KB Walker commented on the blog post 'It Sounds Good'
"Hi Kelli. Very perceptive poem. Have you read Joanna Weaver's book, Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World? If not, I think you'd like it."
Kelli Yevette Smith posted a blog post
It Sounds Good
The devils biggest deception is to trick you into a world of doubtTaking what you know to be true and turning it inside outQuestioning the word of God is where he wants the confusion to startFrom there he can twist your mind and what use to be sin has now become artWhat use to be hate, is now white power and black prideWhat use to be laziness, is now known as a free rideWhat use to be righteous, is now known as a goodie two shoesWhat use to be murder, is now every women’s right to chooseWhat…See More
Shirma D. Cadogan commented on the blog post 'Altered at the Altar'
"OMG! (as the young people say)
I LOVE Altered at the Altar. Great poem! Keep up the fantastic work. Thank you for adding me as a friend, all the best for this new year.
Peace and plenty good to you and yours.
Shirma"
Kelli Yevette Smith posted a blog post
Altered at the Altar
Altered at the AltarMy patience was too shortMy anger was too longMy mouth wouldn’t stay zippedSo words came out wrongMy pride needed to be tucked inForgiveness needed to be let outMy mind needed to be renewedTo restore my faith and rid my doubtMy temper was too highMy self-esteem was way too lowSo I went to the altarAnd God pulled out his needle an began to sewHe hemmed my angerAnd gave me patience to endureHe fixed my zipperNow all my words are righteous and pureHe cut off the extrasAnd made…See More
Kelli Yevette Smith left a comment for Zetta Brown
"Thanks Zetta, I am sure I will be using your knowledge in the future! Thanks"
Zetta Brown left a comment for Kelli Yevette Smith
"Hi Kelli!
Nice to meet you. There's a lot of info to be found here, and if I can be of assistance, let me know :-)"
Luisah Teish left a comment for Kelli Yevette Smith
"You have all the potential in the world to offer. Relax and enjoy the journey. Write, write, write and the readers will appear. Welcome. Teish"
Bernice L. McFadden left a comment for Kelli Yevette Smith
"Happy Holidays!
You may not know me or my work but I am the author six critically acclaimed, award winning novels and I have been nominated twice for the Pulitzer Prize in Fiction. On Jan 9th 2010 my debut novel will celebrate it’s 10th…"
Comment Wall (5 comments)
- At 2:54am on January 2, 2010,
Zetta Brown said… - Hi Kelli!
Nice to meet you. There's a lot of info to be found here, and if I can be of assistance, let me know :-)
- At 1:16pm on December 30, 2009,
Tammy Rockett-Box said… - Thank you for the invite. May you be blessed with happiness and success in the new year!
I will share a poem with you that my mother wrote for me when I lost my son, I find that poetry can be very consoling.
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Don’t cry for me when I am gone I have been here too long
My life has been blessed now it is time to rest hopes and dreams have been done
Things for me I have won sent me flowers when I am alive, I have survived
Fortune and fame was not for me, but I was busy as a bee
Now it is time to see the light I will make this flight
Happy not sad, I am ready to go not mad
Smile and say I did my job on earth, I showed my love when I gave birth
Six wonderful children who grew up to be lovely and happy as you can see
No tears should be shed when I am laid into the bed
I know my Lord is waiting for me He told me just wait and see
I will unite with my long gone family.
Mary J. Rockett, 2009
- At 11:45am on December 30, 2009,
C. Ford said… - Kelli,
Don't ever sell yourself short. Too often, we allow others to sell us short. Simply BELIEVE in what you do, rejoice in what you have to offer, and your contributions and offerings unto the Lord will be rewarded by God Himself. Then HE will send others along to celebrate you for WHO you are AND your gifts. Remember, the Gifts and Callings of God are without repentance. So continue to write and your voice shall be heard... Sing unto the LORD a NEW SONG. God will meet us wherever we are, all we have to do is take one step after another and keep walking towards HIS VOICE which will guide us from within. You are GREATER than even you know. HAPPY NEW YEAR and thanks for the friend request. Have a great day!
Cheryl
P.S. Check out my blog when you get a chance: http://SCRIBEOFTRUTH.blogspot.com and you can view my She Writes Blog Page too. Your feedback is encouraged and welcomed! Thanks!
- At 10:09pm on December 26, 2009,
Luisah Teish said… - You have all the potential in the world to offer. Relax and enjoy the journey. Write, write, write and the readers will appear. Welcome. Teish
- At 12:32pm on December 15, 2009,
Bernice L. McFadden said… - Happy Holidays!
You may not know me or my work but I am the author six critically acclaimed, award winning novels and I have been nominated twice for the Pulitzer Prize in Fiction. On Jan 9th 2010 my debut novel will celebrate it’s 10th anniversary and I hope you will buy a copy to help commemorate this milestone.
"Bernice L. McFadden's first novel begins with the brief, poetic description of a crime so startling that the reader is helplessly drawn in, as if a bright red door stood ajar on a bleak and forbidding house. Pearl Taylor's daughter, Jude, has been found murdered and mutilated near a field at the edge of town. "The murder had white man written all over it," writes McFadden. "But no one would say it above a whisper. It was 1940. It was Bigelow, Arkansas. It was a black child. Need any more be said?" In the years that follow, Pearl catches sight of Jude in so many strangers that when Sugar Lacey comes to town and sets up her unwholesome "business" in the house next door, she doesn't know whether to believe what she sees in Sugar's face: a striking similarity to Jude, dead 15 years. In her sedate but supple prose--rising at times to a light, unforced lyricism in the description of landscape or character--the author perfectly renders the closed and protective society of a small Southern town, the superstitions, gossip, and prying."
Praise for the novels of Bernice L. McFadden:
"Searing and expertly imagined." - Toni Morrison
“Bernice L. McFadden is a master storyteller.” Adriana Trigiana
"Vivid." - The New York Times
"Eloquent..." (McFadden) is a talent worth watching." - The Washington Post
Peace & Light,
Bernice McFadden
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