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Megan Whyte
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Creations: 43
People inspired: 62
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My thoughts are crabbed and sallow,
My tears like vinegar,
Or the bitter blinking yellow
Of an acetic star.
Tonight the caustic wind, love,
Gossips late and soon,
And I wear the wry-faced pucker of
The sour lemon moon.
While like an early summer plum,
Puny, green, and tart,
Droops upon its wizened stem
My lean, unripened heart.
"Jilted" by Sylvia Plath
My tears like vinegar,
Or the bitter blinking yellow
Of an acetic star.
Tonight the caustic wind, love,
Gossips late and soon,
And I wear the wry-faced pucker of
The sour lemon moon.
While like an early summer plum,
Puny, green, and tart,
Droops upon its wizened stem
My lean, unripened heart.
"Jilted" by Sylvia Plath
Megan is inspired by
Education
World
Trust
Doubts
Student
Astronomy
Shame
Starbucks
Porches
Widows
Future
Grace
Attraction
Colors
Dancing
Society
Emotions
Escape
Tired
Drinking
Alone
Justice
Division
Dreams
Justin
Joy
Babies
Parties
Orlando
Father
Past Relationships
Memories
Boy
Fuck You
Deahna
Backbooth
Liberation
Spirituality
Marriage
Bitterness
Creation
Faith
Heart
Divorce
Stardust
Abuse
The Art Of Seduction
Crying
Malawi
Eros
Drunk
Song Of Solomon
Malaria
Admiration
USA
Sleep
Teaching
Dreaming
Community
Light
Cynicism
Opposites
Children
Valentines
Music
Home
Bible
Http://erin.backlight.org/
The Eagles
Hope
Death
Boredom
Pet
Reading
Singing
Jealousy
Comfort
Cat
Mountains
Patriotism
Life
Dove
Celebration
Pretend
Relationships
Redemption
Pretending
Power
Horror
Lust
Porch
Sick
Serenity
Eyes
Fingers
ISTJ
Despair
Brandon
Hootie And The Blowfish
Gold
Change
Lonely
HIV
Christ
Myers-briggs
Flower
Lily
Friends
Fierceness
Winter
Travel
Africa
Heartbreak
Growing Up
Compassion
Stereotype
Past Relationship
Love
Seductress
Adventure
Baby
Sylvia Plath
Curiousity
Envy
Nightmare
Tea
Sunrise
Glorious Weather
Fear
Pearls
Solitude
AIDS
Sex
Gossip
Photograph
Loss
Alena
Alcohol
Zackary
Pregnancy
Love-lost
Culture
Beauty
Childhood
Orlando Streets
Sky
Cold
Patience
Family
Passion
Stars
Relationship
Driving
Peace
Status
Subconscious
Charles Dickens
Painting
Unconfidence
Crush
Unspoken
Orphans
Shyness
Shakespeare
Broken Heart
Tattoos
Tears
Orphan
Coloring
Unworthiness
Friendship
Hunger
Haiku
Writing Challenges
Hands
Inspiration
Pride
Self-loathing
Alecia Stephens
Goodbye
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Megan's Backdrop What is this?
Why?
I slow-danced to this song at a middle school dance with Damian Simpson, while all our friends hooted and hollered around us. We "dated" for a few months in 7th grade, and I suppose he was my first kiss (although it was half-lip half-cheek). We are still friends, and he looks like Lenny Kravitz these days. Cute.
Why?
They smell wonderful and they are slow blooming, which means they last much longer. It requires a patient person who is willing to stick around long enough to really appreciate their full beauty. That's not a metaphor for anything at all. Of course not. :)
Why?
It is usually pretty cheap at bars, it is refreshing, it isn't extraordinarily calorific, and I like the smell of pine needles.
What song do you play to fire yourself up before an athletic contest, etc?
"This Is How We Do It" by Montell Jordan
Why?
Lets flip the track, bring the old school back
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Alecia Stephens said: (on Feb 7, 2009)
Glad you made it here. I've enjoyed reading and re-reading you stuff.
JEANNE CANNON said: (on Feb 7, 2009)
Yes! It's about time :) I got like 19 emails from your new posts! I love your backbrite, too.
When I come back, I hope we can have tea on your porch :) And maybe watch more office. I missed last week.
When I come back, I hope we can have tea on your porch :) And maybe watch more office. I missed last week.
Erin Weston said: (on Feb 7, 2009)
wow, megan. your stuff is amazing. i can't wait to go through your creations!




