Tarra Shipman

Freelance Creative Writer & Poem Writer

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Location:Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
Profile:https://www.freelanced.com/tarrashipman
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I have an assorted past of jobs in the security field,care giver field , house cleaning field and pet care field. I love all life but feel I have an artistic side that is screaming to get out. In my spare time I write poetry,draw and take pictures. What I am looking for is an outlet I can use to hone my talents and yes see some of my poetry tuned to song. I would also like to earn some kind of income while doing it.
here is some of my poetry.......

DIRT UP OUR ***

wonder where life has lead me
wonder to this day
spend my days chasing tail
what to gain what to loose
don't know where to begin
education work experience
what a waist of time
I live to work
just to hurry up and die
just to find myself six feet under
and dirt up my ***
we hurry we rush
before we know it w are old and grey
talk of days long ago
when smokes were five dollars a pack
as our all mighty dollar goes down
we find ourselves six feet under
and dirt up our ***
we retire to enjoy
but no money to spend
old age pension gone
went out with the hippys
or so they say
we scrimp we save
only to dig ourselves an earl grave
we live on stress
to earn the measly piece of paper or coin
for what we all ask
just to live thew hell again
so we re-incarnate
we breath work and retire
just to find ourselves six feet under
and dirt up our ***

IT WITHERED AWAY

I gave you my heart
it withered away
I gave you my life
it withered away
you keep me caged
jailed for life
with lock and key
I gave you my sole
it withered away
I gave you my love
it withered away
you tied me down
no air to breath
no room to move
no life to have
I gave you my rights
it withered away
I gave you my freedom
it withered away
attention gone
happiness gone
hope dissipated
just grief and dis pare
I gave you my spirit
it withered away
I gave you my mind
it withered away
you abuse me
hit me scold me
neglect me
I gave you my everything
it withered away
I gave you forever
it withered away
you shun me
you hide me
now i free me
know not your clutches
I give you nothing
it doesn't wither away
here i sit
divorce in hand
waiting to run
I leave you nothing
and watch you wither away

LET ME BE ME

my world my reality
my dream my feeling
don't change me
except me for me
for who i am
is not what i wear
let me live let me be
let me grow let me learn
i am a friend if you let me
except me for me
i have a brain
let me use it
except me for me
my world my reality
my dream my feeling
i am different i am strong
i can fight
ill stand up for my right
except me for me
my right to live
my right to dream
my right to fight
my right to feel
so let me live
let me learn
let me grow let me be
and except me for me
Skills (2) Rating
Creative Writing
Poem Writing