Kellie R. Benton
With rich imagery of verse, Writing Out the Storm, takes the reader into a state of consciousness where poetic thinking conveys a heightened form of perception, experience, and meaning. The language will shift its focus from love, life, death, and the infinite depths of the human soul. This collection of poems puts you in the eye of a storm. This storm consists of energy, playfulness, boldness, and honesty. You can not help but come along for the ride as you relate to the emotions that define the philosophical sense of being. The words will leap up off the page and dare you not to feel. This enlightened collection of poems is sure to give solace and inspiration to the heart.
Kellie was first introduced to poetry by her grandfather and by studying the bard, William Shakespeare. She began writing poetry in her early teens. This led to other creative endeavors. She sang at Carnegie Hall in New York City in 1994. A painting she contributed to was used in the 1996 Olympics.
Kellie studied psychology at Floyd College and State University of West Georgia. At present she works in business management and resides in Georgia with her husband.
Kellie enjoys traveling and cites riding horses bareback in the Caribbean Sea as exhilarating as standing in awe before the great cathedral in Seville, Spain. Kellie has an affinity for the art of music and plays both the guitar and piano.
Dream
Can you imagine going to a place
Where everything is elegantly trimmed in lace
Where nothing can harm you in any way
Anything and everything you do is okay
There would be no wont to do harm
Everyone would want to be safe and warm
Music soothes, sun shines
Lyrics play softly in your mind
Poets run, and singers dance
Everything is looked at with a second glance
Thing are broken down into detail
There is no need for wearing a veil
Storms come as quickly as they go
Summer mornings are spent lying on the grass
People cherish and people love
The sacred bird is a white dove
This is a land not in a tale
But a place where your imagination sets sail
Days pass and joys last
Peace is everywhere that you ask
Little drummer boys drum
Girls in white attire hum
Bells send out their gothic tone
In my dreams, this is home
A place where I dare to run free
I can pet and charm a bee
I can run through a field of daisies
I can count people adorned in sharp paisleys
Occupations don’t exist
There is no need to make and check lists
Nature and humanity coexist
Take
Knowing how you can take
My light away by closing your eyes
Knowing how you can take
My identity away by closing your mind
Knowing how you can take
My thoughts away by closing your ears
Knowing how you can take
My love away by closing your heart
Leads me to know you can take
My life away by opening your mouth
