I have recently added some pages. Not my poetry, but the poems, though rough, speak loudly of the lives lived by the writers. I simply put them on a background and gave them voice.
This page was made shortly after the tragedy that ended Dale Earnhardt's life. It hasn't been in my menu for quite a while, and I don't recall why. Despite the time that has elapsed, I think it still deserves display.
Any questions about my page are welcome. There's an e-mail/guestbook option at the bottom of the page.
I have a bunch of images on my pages. (Please visit my full disclaimer page.) Most of them were edited by me, or found on sites that post the images specifically to be used as I have used them here, mostly as backgrounds. ('Cause I'm decent with words, but I suck on the visuals!) Feel free to roam about!

ON TO THE LINKS!!!

Click a Poem to Take You There Easy Love Dedicated to Daddy Dream Lover Thinking of You Ready Regret The Mist Don't I Know You? Her Smile Claustrophobia Inside My Head A Random Thought Summer Night Betrayed Just for Fun...Guess Again! For a Memory Dreaming of This Invisible Distance I Wish I Could Dream Searching for my Someone **Imprisoned** **Silence and Tears**

These are pages I've made from a dear friend's poetry. Since she recently began her own home page, this list will grow no longer. Again, the poems on these pages belong to her, and I simply used them to make these pages...

Sophia's Pages Sophia's New Home Page Sophia's Game End of the Game What He Does Reprise

This list contains various other sundry "stuff"... Friends' pages, mostly. This is what you might call my "links" menu. As the number of my acquaintances online grows, so shall this list. I've also dumped a couple of my own extraneous pages in here. That's the "bushwa" part.

Friends' Stuff and Bushwa Dale Earnhardt Tribute A Joint Effort With a Dear Friend Skits' Home Forever-Doe's Links TongueDevil's Home Page A Ghost In Shelby's Trunk All About Me! Last Page

I finally got a guestbook (feel free to sign, or not, as you see fit), because nobody was giving me feedback via e-mail. Choose your weapon, and let your voice be heard.