It was about a year ago when I first came across Amberdawn on Twitter, I started following her and she eventually she followed me back.
What started then was a friendship that I treasure dearly. Amberdawn is a poetess, singer, model, photographer, and civil rights activist. She’s independent and works hard daily, not only in her community but also developing her online brand.
Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado allow me to present:
Amberdawn, The Curvy Red Gurl.
The Girl With The Blue Feathered Earring
Staring into racks of old dreams and new expectations colorful things with hidden stains in places only speaking of pasta remains. I turned the corner and came across,her I probably should not tell you this story there I go doubting myself again but the way I saw her some might say was objectification. To me she was the muse I had been missing the ebony skin of eternal galaxies starlight vision To me she was the muse I had been missing the ebony skin of eternal galaxies starlight vision she had a blue feathered earring, one hand on an orange summer dress fingers hidden in a sily fabric, the other a delicately sculpted set of phalanges bringing her palm past her perfectly aligned neck her blue feathered earring fluttered. Thick black hair braided into a rose on the top of her head like a fairy she sparkled. Who needs a painting of a girl with a pearl earring here was a flawless Queen & a blue feathered earring fluttering gently. She was midnight moon & morning sun her voice a recovery tonic after to many drinks. I was in AWE, I stood there silently listening to her speak hypnotized by that blue feathered earring. I surveyed her beauty like she was a map & I a TOPOGRAPHY STUDENT each curve suggesting a destination & a CAUSE she was beauty incarnate & I WANTED TO GET LOST! Her lips heart shaped pink vibration slightly glossed with strawberry sedation For the moment of pause I dared to think what it would be like to feel that braid to move across my breasts as her lips discovered places only lovers touch The moment was brief but oh so sweet as that little Feminist would not shut up & kept SCREAMING STOP OBJECTIFYING HER! To me she will always be The Girl With The Blue Feathered Earring. -Amberdawn (Curvy Red Gurl)
The Missing- Rolling with the times they keep changing like rhymes got a dictionary on the floor and a thesaurus by the door. The wind blows you might get a little more but stand to close and she'll run off leaving the chores. Your socks on the floor where you threw them each night she was tired of the fight, at least of feeling alone, right? So one day she packed a cheap bag, upped & ran like a fright. You came home strawberries in hand hoping to set things straight it's the honeymoon cycle tonight. Seeing her gone brought the usual rage the only thing left, the smell of her shampoo now what is a man supposed to do when he only knows how to be cruel? The one that he wanted has run away & still he responds his emotionless play. Processing through pure fury & pain he'll never let her get away. The wife he was knocking took her boots & went a walking, the neighbors say it was the sound of the cocking & to soon she was found in an unmarked grave. When a young pup came upon her the very next spring and it seemed her bones had weathered and been eaten away. Gnaw marks of coyotes & possibly a bear. When we come upon the scars of man we question the where, the why and the when, the asking of is there a God? Are you there, my friend? Amberdawn, (Curvy Red Gurl)
Choices - Life in the attic It’s where I live now. Choices I have made this bed I now lay. A consequence, or grave? Reminders of love, who tells us how, Is there an instruction book I missed? Was it handed out while I daydreamed of being kissed? These answers escape me, I might be having a sad day. In this attic, where I live now. -Amberdawn (Curvy Red Gurl)
To Love or Not to Love- We come from every corner, we travel across the globe. We are united in our needs but separated by our beliefs. We want to connect and many of us do but we still hold back from loving the way we were meant too. -Amberdawn (Curvy Red Gurl) The Cure- Got a brand-new grind making time to get what's mine not gonna stand behind any gas-lighting narcissistic kinds. Been around longer than they said I would doing my thing and looking good. It's my happy time time to show some minds more to me than meets the eye express some gratitude for sure dive deep to share the cure. -Amberdawn (Curvy Red Gurl)
Poetry Reading: The Girl With the Blue Feather Earring
After a few communications online my respect and admiration for her Independence, her spirit, and her talent grew. Such energy, such enthusiasm, she is the embodiment of Iggy Pops Lust for life. Although she hasn’t published a book (yet) her music can be purchased and downloaded on most online streaming services.
If her body of work was in print, resting between two book covers she would be getting a 5 star ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ from me on Goodreads and Amazon. As of now it is not, hopefully one day it will happen because she has so many amazing talents that the world needs right now!
I can’t stop singing her praises, I am a fan!!
If you haven’t checked her out you should. Please see the links below.
You can follow Amberdawn on her variety of social media outlets. She is a hard working lady and you will not be disappointed.