Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

Joined October 2020

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Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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Tiptoeing
Dressed in her finest, Daphne silently agreed to play along in this ridiculous facade. But, if anyone could pretend that everything was okay, it was Daphne. After all , she had already successfully fooled everyone for years, making them believe she had the perfect life.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden10 days ago in Fiction
If The Shoe Fits, It Might Be The Sock
** hickory dickery dock how that man celebrated his cock but when he turned around and his knickers fell down turned out, it was only his sock
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden10 days ago in Poets
Well, Let's Just Find Out Then...
** you know what they say when your nose gets to itching out of control til the whole knob is twitching it's time to go on a hunt
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden10 days ago in Poets
“I'm Ready For My Close -Up Mr. DeMille, Or Should I Say, Rock”
**** I have come to the realization that hesitation serves me like a switchblade to the jugular proving to be fantastically skilled at creating beautifully poetic censorship
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 days ago in Poets
“I'm Ready For My Close -Up Mr. DeMille, Or Should I Say, Rock . Top Story - March 2026.
*** I have come to the realization that hesitation serves me like a switchblade to the jugular proving to be fantastically skilled at creating beautifully poetic censorship
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 days ago in Poets
The Sounds Of A Lullaby
the rain falls lightly playfully tapping my sill inviting a nap
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden12 days ago in Poets
Oh Crap
Sunday afternoon and the dread begins to build Monday is coming
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden12 days ago in Poets
Right To The Crispy, Crusty Edge
We will return to our regularly scheduled program in just a moment. ** my fingers tingle with fierce anticipation at the prospect of digging deep into the emotions I have kept polished
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden12 days ago in Poets
I Don't Know
she calls on the wind masked as my indecision and I hesitate
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden12 days ago in Poets
A Little Edgy
** on the edge of this mountain near the edge of defeat at the edge of my sanity where the cut brings relief standing out in a crowd
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden13 days ago in Poets
And Then, He Was Gone
everything changes without notification life turns on a dime ** A/N: In loving memory of the friendship we shared. You will be sorely missed.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden13 days ago in Poets
Fatigue
It was like the flip of a coin or a flip of a switch, until everything we knew or thought we knew was upended and dismantled, right down to our own humanity. COVID
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden17 days ago in Humans