Calming the Seas

By Willow Whiting

A collection of poems by Willow Whiting as she transitioned from male to female.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Willow Whiting
• Release date: May 3, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310927751

Willow Whiting

Willow Anne Whiting is earning her Creative Writing for Entertainment Bachelor of Fine Arts degree at Full Sail University while driving a commercial truck over the road for Crete Carrier Corp. Willow has been writing poems since she was in grade school and now plans on writing horror and suspense screenplays along with writing full length novels. Willow is also an Army veteran who served in Iraq in 2003 and 2005. Willow has also worked overseas for KBR Inc. in Afghanistan from 2007 – 2010 and in Kuwait from 2011 – 2012 to support the military that was deployed there. Willow’s ultimate goal would be to become a professional writer.

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Calming The Seas. A Collection of Poems

By Willow Anne Whiting

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Copyright 2015 Willow Whiting

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyrightand License

The Cave

Transitioning

Surfacing

Driving Way Too Fast

To Run From the Past

Hanging On

Darkness

And Here We Stand Still, Together at Last

Living In A World I don’t Belong

Born Wrong

Unimagined

Happiness

It Begins NOW!

Once Upon a Time

Running From God, Himself

God Bringeth Me Damnation

As the Sun Sets

The New Caves

The Days of Night

Hanging in the Shadows

At The Moon’s Light

Full Moon

About the Author

Connect with the Author

The Cave

There’s no light to see

And nothing to hear

But the constant drip, drip of something far off

Running for my life from some unseen monster

Come to me Become a part of me

The floors whisper in my head

The old bones crush under my heals

As I continue to run

Come die with me

The walls whisper to me

As hands grab a hold of me

I brush free of them and keep running

Come please join us. We have been waiting a long time for you.

The ceiling whispers to me

As some unseen hand smacks me hard

And I